Tone:[G]
Tiết tấu: Slow surf Bass 4 (32) 4 (32) 4(32) 4
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[Em] [Em] [Am] [Em]
([Bm] [Em])x2 ([Em] [G])x2
[Bm] [Em] [Am] [Em]
I am a poor[Em] wayfaring [Em]stranger
I'm travellin' [Am]through this world of [Em]woe
Yet there's no [Em]sickness, toil, nor [Em]danger
In that bright [Am]land to which I[Em] go
I'm going [C]there to see my [G]Father
I'm going [C]there, no more to [G]roam
I'm only [Bm]going over [Em]Jordan
I'm only [Am]going over [Em]home
I know dark [Em]clouds will gather 'round [Em]me
I know my [Am]way is rough and [Em]steep
But golden [Em]fields lie just before [Em]me
Where God's re-[Am]deemed shall ever [Em]sleep
I'm going [C]home to see my mo-[G]ther
And all my [C]loved ones who've [G]gone on
I'm only [Bm]going over [Em]Jordan
I'm only [Am]going over [Em]home
I am a poor[Em] wayfarin' [Em]stranger
I'm travellin'[Am] through this world of [Em]woe
Yet there's no[Em] sickness, toil, nor [Em]danger
In that bright [Am]land to which I [Em]go
I'm going [C]there to see my [G]Father
I'm going [C]there, no more to [G]roam
I'm only [Bm]going over [Em]Jordan
I'm only [Am]going over [Em]home
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