Key: A
Introduction:
A E7
I believe my steps are growing wearier each day,
A
Still, I?ve got a journey on my mind.
E7
Cares of this old world have ceased to make me want to stay,
A
And my one regret is leaving you behind.
A E7
If it proves to be his will that I am first to go,
A
And somehow I?ve a feeling it will be.
E7
When it comes your time to travel likewise don?t you feel lost,
A E A
For I will be the first one that you see.
A
And I?ll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan.
D A
I?ll be waiting drawing pictures in the sand.
E7 A
And when I see you coming I will rise up with a shout,
D A E7
And come running through the shallow waters reaching for
A
your hand.
Through this world we have labored hard to earn our meager fare,