I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelling through this world of woe
And there’s no sickness, toil, no danger
In that bright land to which I go
I’m going there to meet my brothers
And from that land we’ll find a way
I’m just a poor wayfaring stranger
Looking for a brighter day

One of these mornings and it won’t be long
All men will rise, stand side by side
Then hand in hand we’ll stand together
Vibrations calling all mankind
I’m going there to meet my brothers
And from that land we’ll find a way
I’m just a poor wayfaring stranger
Looking for a brighter day
Brighter day
Brighter day
Brighter day

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