I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Traveling through this wearisome land
[Spoken]
When I first got big enough to start runnin' around by myself at night
The first place I wanted to go was to the camp meetings and to the Brush Arbor meetings and hear 'em sing those good ol' songs
I learned a lot of them ol' songs, but there's one 'specially I like better than all the rest
And I remember it today just as well as the day I learnt it
The name of it is "I Am a Pilgrim"
[Sung]
I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Traveling through this wearisome land
I got a home in that yonder city, good Lord
And it's not
Not made by hand
I have a mother, a sister and a brother
Who have gone to that sweet home
I'm determined to go and see them, good Lord
Over on
That other shore
[Instrumental]
As I go down to the river of Jordan
Just to bathe my weary soul
If I could touch but the hem of his garment, good Lord
I believe it would take me home
