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I am a poor wayfaring stranger |
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A-traveling thru this world below |
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But there's no sickness, toil, or danger |
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In that bright land to which I go |
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I'm going there to see my Father |
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I'm going there no more to roam |
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I'm just a-going over Jordan |
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I'm just a-going over home |
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I am a poor wayfaring stranger |
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A-traveling thru this world below |
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But there's no sickness, toil, or danger |
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In that bright land to which I go |
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I'm going there to see my mother |
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She said she'd meet me when I come |
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I'm just a-going over Jordan |
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I'm just a-going over home |
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I'm just a-going over home |
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I'm just a-going over home |
