I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger   Travelin' through this world of woe   There's no sickness toll nor sorrow   In that bright world to which I go   (Traitor to the creator)   I'm going there to see my father   I'm going there no more to roam   I'm just a goin' over Jordan   I'm just a goin' over home   (Traitor to the creator)      Yo   See I'm a concrete buffalo soldier   I gotta chip it's like boulder in my shoulder   Look in my eyes and you can see a red marble   Like Nostradamus I'm the promise of tomorrow   Traveling the city with my mexican cargo   Cotton mouth; I take a dry swallow   To the nearest corner watering hole   The bartender with the deed for my soul   Satisfaction no I can't get no   Lotsa bad habits that I need to control   Recite the psalms but no emancipation   Church for food and liquor stores for salvation   Some day I'll make   It home to see my father   He saw the man who shot the coal miner's daughter   And if I had a dime for every gamble I risked   I could buy a diamond for the woman I miss ya see      I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger   Ya check with me, ya checking in with danger   I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger   Roaming the streets seeking Jesus in a manger      I'm goin' there to see my Mother   She said she'll meet me when I come   I'm just a goin' over Jordan I'm just a goin' over home   Over home   (River Jordan. Jordan River. Roll River Jordan, roll on)      Gee ain't it funny, how time slips away   I wanna rewind the tape to see my life replay   I soak up the sun - just as a reminder   That I was born a sick sidewinder   Call me a vagrant, no machine to read your fax   I'll never pledge allegiance to your blood sweat and taxes   Don't ever mistake me being docile for contentment   Don't ever mistake my anger for resentment   It's just a calm before the storm, that's why I'm crying   But you always mistake and then they're prising for a race riot   You could take my life, but there's no escape   Cos you can't shoot your way through the pearly gates   So swing low sweet Cadilac, coming for to carry me home   Swing low pink Cadilac, steppin' over Jordon I roam   Ya see, I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger   Ya check with me, ya checking in with danger   I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger   Roaming the streets seeking Jesus in a manger      I'm goin' there to see my Father   I'm going there no more to roam   I'm just a goin' over Jordan   I'm just a goin' over home      (When the road is calling yonder   When the road is calling yonder   When the road is calling yonder   When the road is calling yonder)      I'm goin' there to see my Father   I'm going there no more to roam   (Traitor to the creator)   I'm just a goin' over Jordan   I'm just a goin' over home   Just a goin' over home