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This is a mixing of classic American Blues with little heard America spiritual. Take a old and little heard spiritual take in a completely different direction by mixing this with heart and soul of the Blues. Take me to church but make me feel it too.

Lyrics

I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger,
While travelin' through this world of woe.

Yet there's no sickness, no toil, nor danger,
In that bright land to which I go.

I'm goin' there to see my Father.
I’m goin’ there no more to roam
I'm just goin' over Jordan.
I'm just goin' over home.

I know dark clouds will gather 'round me,
I know my way is hard and steep.
But beauteous fields arise before me,
Where God's redeemed, their vigils keep.

I'm goin' there to see my Father.
I’m goin’ there no more to roam
I'm just goin' over Jordan.
I'm just goin' over home.