Lyrics

I am a pilgrim and a stranger  
Traveling through this wearisome land  
I've got a home in that yonder city, good lord  
And it's not, not made by hand  
  
I've got a mother, sister and a brother  
Who have gone this way before  
I am determined to go and see them, good lord  
For they're on that other shore  
  
I'm goin' down to the river of Jordan  
Just to bathe my wearisome soul  
If I can just touch the hem of his garment, good lord  
Then I know he'd take me home  
  
I am a pilgrim and a stranger  
Traveling through this wearisome land  
I've got a home in that yonder city, good lord  
And it's not, not made by hand

Song details

Artist: Johnny Cash