[1m] I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelin' [4m] through this world [1m] of woe
There'll be no sadness toil or danger
In that bright [4m] land to which I [1m] go

I'm going [^b6] there to see my [^b3] mama
She said she'd [^b6] meet me when I [5] come
Well I'm just [1m] going over Jordan
I'm just [4m] going over [1m] home

I know dark clouds will gather round me
I know my way is rough and steep
Yet beauteous fields lie just before me
Where God's redeemed their vigils keep

I'm going there to see my mama
I'm going there no more to roam
Well I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home

I'm going there to see my mama
She said she'd meet me when I come
Well I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home