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I know dark clouds will gather me And I know my way's rough and steep And the beautiful fields lie just beyond me And I know my way's rough and steep 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 now
Coz I am a poor wayfaring stranger Travelling through, this world alone There's no sickness, toil or danger And that bright light 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 home now
