Wayfaring Stranger

[George the 3rd]

Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world of woe
Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright world to which I go

I'm going there to see my father
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I know dark clouds will gather around 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 my mother
She said she'd meet me when I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over me



GOIN' HOME

Goin' home, goin' home, I'm a goin' home;
Quiet-like, some still day, I'm jes' goin' home.
It's not far, jes' close by,
Through an open door;
Work all done, care laid by,
Gwine to fear no more.

Mother's there 'spectin' me,
Father's waitin' too;
Lots o' folk gather'd there,
All the friends I knew,
All the friends I knew.
Home, I'm goin' home!

Nothin lost, all's gain,
No more fret nor pain,
No more stumblin' on the way,
No more longin' for the day,
Gwine to roam no more!
Mornin' star lights the way,
Res'less dream all done;
Shadows gone, break o' day,
Real life jes' begun.
Dere's no break, ain't no end,
Jes' a livin' on;
Wide awake, with a smile
Goin' on and on.

Goin' home, goin' home, I'm jes' goin' home,
It's not far, jes' close by
Through an open door.
I'm a goin' home,
I'm jes' goin'
Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home, goin' home, goin' home, goin' home!

[George the 3rd]

O, Death O, Death
Won't you spare me over til another year
Well what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands takin' hold of me
Well I am death, none can excel
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
Whoa, death someone would pray
Could you wait to call me another day
The children prayed, the preacher preached
Time and mercy is out of your reach
I'll fix your feet til you can’t walk
I'll lock your jaw til you can’t talk
I'll close your eyes so you can't see
This very air, come and go with me
I'm death I come to take the soul
Leave the body and leave it cold
To draw up the flesh off of the frame
Dirt and worm both have a claim

O, Death
O, Death
Won't you spare me over til another year
My mother came to my bed
Placed a cold towel upon my head
My head is warm my feet are cold
Death is a-movin upon my soul
Oh, death how you're treatin' me
You've close my eyes so I can't see
Well you're hurtin' my body
You make me cold
You run my life right outta my soul
Oh death please consider my age
Please don't take me at this stage
My wealth is all at your command
If you will move your icy hand
Oh the young, the rich or poor
Hunger like me you know
No wealth, no ruin, no silver no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul

O, death
O, death
Won’t you spare me over til another year
Won’t you spare me over til another year
Won’t you spare me over til another year

[George the 3rd]

You'll Never Be The Sun

Emmylou Harris

You'll never be the sun, turning in the sky,
And you won't be the moon above us, on a moonlit night,
And you won't be the stars in heaven, although they burn so bright,
But even on the deepest ocean, you will be the light.
You may not always shine as you go, barefoot over stones.
You might be so long together or you might walk alone.
You won't find that love comes easy, but that love is always right.
So even when the dark clouds gather, you will be the light.

And if you lose the part inside when love turns round on you,
leaving the past behind.
Is knowing you'll do as you'll always do.
Holding you blind, keeping you true.

You'll never be the sun, turning in the sky.
And you won't be the moon above us, on a moonlit night.
And you won't be the stars in heaven although they burn so bright.
But even on the deepest ocean, you will be the light.
You will be the light.
You will be the light.