African-American: Pilgrim's Song (Wayfarin' Stranger)

I'm a poor, wayfarin' stranger,
A' trav'lin through this land of woe,
Yet there's no sickness, toil nor danger,
In that bright world to which I go.

I'm goin' there to see my father,
I'm goin' there no more to roam,
I'm just a goin' over Jordan,
I'm just a goin' over home.