I am a poor wayfarin' stranger Travelling through this world of woe And there's no sickness, toil or danger in that bright land to which I go I'm going
the woman I miss ya see I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger Ya check with me, ya checking in with the danger I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger Roaming
I am a poor wayfarin stranger While travelin through this world below There's no sickness toil or danger In the fair land to which I go I'm goin
for the woman I miss ya see I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger ya check with me ya checking in with the danger I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger roaming
Translation: Iris Dement. Wayfarin' Stranger.
Translation: Osborne, Joan. Wayfarin' Stranger.
Translation: Tim OBrien. Wayfarin' Stranger.
Translation: Spearhead. Wayfarin' Stranger.
I am a poor wayfarin' stranger, Travelin' through this land of woe And there's no sickness, toil or danger, In that bright land to which I go I'm goin
I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger While traveling through this world below Yet there's no sickness, no toil, no danger In that bright land to which I
I am a poor wayfaring stranger While journeying through this world of woe; And there's no sickness, toil nor danger In that bright land to which I
I am a poor wayfaring stranger While traveling through this world below There is no sickness, toil, no danger In that bright world to which I go I know
I am a poor wayfaring stranger A travelin' through this land of woe And there's no sickness, toil or danger In that bright land to which I go I'm goin
Que sont mes amis devenus Que j'avais de si prA?s tenus Et tant aimA©s Ils ont A©tA© trop clairsemA©s Je crois le vent les a A'tA©s L'amour est morte
I am a poor wayfaring stranger Wandering through this world of woe And there?s no sickness, no toil or danger In that bright land to which I go I?m going
