wayfarin´ stranger þarký sözü

i´m just a poor wayfarin´ stranger
travelin through this world of woe
ther´s no sickness toll nor sorrow
in that bright world to which i go
i´m going there to see my father
i´m goin´ there no more to roam
i´m just a goin´ over jordan
i´m just a goin´ over home

ya see i´m a concrete buffalo soldier
i gotta chip it´s like boulder in my shoulder
look in my eyes and you can see a red marble
like nostradamus i´m the promise of tomorrow
traveling the city with my mexican cargo
cotton mouth - i take a dry swallow
to the nearest corner watering hole
the bartender with the deed for my soul
satisfaction no i can´t get no
lotsa bad habits that i need to control
recite the salms but no emancipation
church for food and liquor stores for salvation
some day i´ll make
it home to see my father
he saw the man who shot the coal mine´s daughter
and if i had a dime for every gamble i risked
i could buy a diamond for the woman i miss ya see

i´m just a poor wayfarin´ stranger
ya check with me ya checking in with the danger
i´m just a poor wayfarin´ stranger
roaming the streets seeking jesus in a manger

i´m goin´ there to see my mother
she said she´ll meet me when i come
i´m just a goin´ over jordan i´m just a goin´ over home
jordan river roll river jordan roll river jordan roll on

gee ain´t it funny - how time slips away i wanna
rewind the tape to see my life replay
i soack up the sun - just as a reminder
that i was born a sick side winder
call me a vagrant, no machine to read your fax
i´ll never pledge allegiance to your blood sweat and taxes
don´t ever mistake me being docile for contentment
don´t ever mistake my anger for resentment

it´s just the calm before the storm that´s why i´m quite
ya always mistaking an upraising for a race riot
you can take my life - but there´s no escape
´cause you can´t shoot yer way through the pearly gates
so swing low sweet cadillac
coming for to carry me home
swing low pink cadillac
stepping over jordan i roam

ya see
i´m just a poor wayfarin´ stranger
ya check with me ya checking in with danger
i´m just a poor wayfarin´ stranger
roaming the streets seeking jesus in a manger

i´m goin´ there to see my father
i´m goin´ there no more to roam
i´m just a goin´ over jordan
i´m just a goin´ over home

when the road is callin´ yonder
when the road is callin´ yonder
when the road is callin´
when the road is callin´ yonder
i´ll be there

i´m goin´ there to see my father
i´m goin´ there no more to roam
i´m just a goin´ over jordan
i´m just a goin´ over home