Cat. #0082 (MFH #678) - As sung by Mr. J. W. Breazeal, Springfield, Missouri on April 27, 1958
VERSE 1
I am a poor wayfaring pilgrim
While traveling thru, this world below
There is no sickness, toil nor danger
In that bright world to which I go
I'm going there to meet my Father
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm just going over Jordon
I am just going over home
VERSE 2
I know dark clouds will gather o'er me
I know my pathway's rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more shall weep
I'm going there to see my Mother
She said, she'd meet me when I come
I'm just going over Jordon
I am just going over home
VERSE 3
I want to sing salvations story
I am in concert with the blood-washed band
I want to wear a crown of glory
When I get home to that good land
I'm going there to see my classmates
Who passed before me one by one
I'm just going over Jordon
I am just going over home
VERSE 4
I'll soon be free from every trial
This form will rest beneath th sod
I'll drop th cross of self denial
An' enter in my home with God
I'm going there to seee my Saviour
Who shed for me his precious blood
I'm just going over Jordon
I am just going over home