paroles de chanson I Am a Pilgrim - Bill Monroe

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 (good Lordy it's not) not made by hand

I'm going down to that river Jordan
Just to soothe my weary soul
If I could touch but the hem of His garment, good Lord
I do believe (good Lordy I believe) that it would make me whole

I've got a mother, a sister and a brother
Who has gone on before
I'm determined to go and see them, good Lord
Over on (good Lordy over on) that other shore

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 (good Lordy it's not) not made by hand