Текст Johnny Cash – Wayfaring Stranger

I’m just a poor wayfarin’ stranger,
Travelin’ through this world below.
There is no sickness, no toil, no danger,
In that bright land to which I go.

I’m just goin’ over Jordan.
I’m just goin’ 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 God’s redeemed, their vigils keep.
I’m goin’ there to see my mother.
She said she’d meet me when I come.

So, I’m just goin’ over Jordan.
I’m just goin’ over home.

I’m just goin’ over Jordan.
I’m just goin’ over home.