Eva Ca**idy - Warfaring Stranger lyrics

I am a poor wayfaring stranger While journeying through this world of woe; And there In that bright world to which I go. I I I I I know dark clouds will gather I know my way is rough and steep; And beautiful fields lie just before me, Where God I I I I I I I I I want to wear that crown of glory, When I get home to that good land; Well I want to shout salvation In concert with ohh the blood-washed band, I I I I Well I Yeah only go-going over home.