Intro: e-----------0-------0--------5--3--0--5----------- b-----0--------1--3----1-----------------3--2----- g--2-----2----------------2--------------------2-- D------------------------------------------------- A------------------------------------------------- E------------------------------------------------- I am a poor, wayfaring stranger Wanderin' through this world of woe But there's no sickness, no toil, no danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going home to see my father I'm going home no more to roam I'm only going over Jordan I'm just agoing over home I know dark clouds will gather 'round me I know my way is rough and steep But beauteous fields lie just before me Where men redeem their vigil's keep I'm going home to see my mother She said she'd meet me when I come I'm just agoing over Jordan I'm just agoing over home I am a poor, wayfaring stranger Wanderin' through this world of woe And there's no sickness, no toil, no danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going home to see my Savior I'm going home no more to roam I'm just agoing over Jordan I'm just agoing over home I'm just agoing over home