written by Merle Travis
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I am a pilgrim and a stranger
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Traveling through this wearisome land
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I've got a home in that yonder city good Lord
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And it's not not made by hand
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I've got a mother a sister and brother
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Who have been this way before
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I am determined to go and see them good Lord
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Over on that other shore
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I'm going down to that river of Jordan
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Just to bath my wearisome soul
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If I could just touch the hem of His garment good Lord
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Then I know He'll take me home