Tierney Sutton - Wayfaring

I’m just poor wayfaring stranger While traveling through this world of woe And there’s no trouble, no toil nor danger In that fair land to which I go I’m going there to see my mother I’m going there no more to roam I’m only going over Jordan I’m only going, going over home I’m just poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world of woe There’s no sickness, no no no toil nor danger In that fair land to which I go I’m going there to see my mother I’m going there no more to roam I’m only going over Jordan I’m only going, going over home I’m just poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world of woe And there’s no trouble, no toil or danger In that fair land to which I go I’m going there to see my mother I’m going there no more to roam I’m only going over Jordan I’m only going over home