Wayfaring Stranger - Johnny Cash

Im just a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling thru this world below Theres no sickness, no toil, no danger In that bright land to which I go Im going there to see my Father And all my loved ones who’ve gone old Im just going over Jordan Im just going over home I know dark clouds will gather round me, I know my way is hard and steep But beauteous fields arise before me Where Gods redeemed their vigils keep Im going there to see my Mother She said shed meet me