I am a (Dm)poor
way far ing stran ger
while trav ’ling (Gm)through
this world of (Dm)woe,
yet there’s no sick
ness, toil nor dan ger
in that bright (Gm)world
to which I (Dm)go.
I’m go ing (Bb)there
to see my (F)Fa ther,
I’m go ing (Bb)there
no more to (Dm)roam.
I’m on ly go
ing o ver Jor dan,
I’m on ly (Gm)go
ing o ver (Dm)home.
I know dark (Dm)clouds
will gath er ’round me,
I know my (Gm)way
is rough and (Dm)steep,
but gold en fields
lie out be fore me
where God’s re (Gm)deemed
shall ev er (Dm)sleep.
I’m go ing (Bb)there
to see my (F)moth er,
she said she’d (Bb)meet
me when I (Dm)come.
I’m on ly go
ing o ver Jor dan,
I’m on ly (Gm)go
ing o ver (Dm)home.
I know dark (Dm)home.
This page shows “Wayfaring Stranger” by Southern American Folksong in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of G at 80 BPM, a comfortable easy-level arrangement perfect for first-time learners.