written by Merle Travis
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I am a pilgrim and a stranger
G D
Traveling through this wearisome land
G
I've got a home in that yonder city good Lord
D A7 D
And it's not not made by hand
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I've got a mother a sister and brother
G D
Who have been this way before
G
I am determined to go and see them good Lord
D A7 D
Over on that other shore
A7 D
I'm going down to that river of Jordan
G D
Just to bath my wearisome soul
G
If I could just touch the hem of His garment good Lord
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Then I know He'll take me home