I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelling through this world of woe
And there's no sikness, no toil, nor trouble
In this fair land to which I go
I'm going there to meet my mother
I'm going there, no more than roam
I'm just a-going over Jordan
I'm just a-going over home
I'm going there to meet my mother
I'm going there, no more than roam
I'm just a-going over Jordan
I'm just a-going over home