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
