Tom: F
Introdução: F# F# F# F#
F# C#7
I Believe My Steps Are Growing Wearier Each Day
F#
Still I've Got Another Journey On My Mind
C#7
Lures Of This Old World Have Ceased To Make Me Want To Stay
F#
My One Regret Is Leaving You Be-hind
F# C#7
If It Proves To Be His Will That I'm the First To Cross
F#
And Somehow I've A Feeling It Will Be
C#7
When It Comes Your Time To Travel Likewise Don't Feel Lost
F#
For I Will Be The First One That You'll See
F#
And I'll Be Waiting On The Far Side Banks Of Jordan
F#7 B F#
I'll Be Sitting Drawing Pictures In The Sand
C#7 F#
And When I See You Coming I Will Rise Up With A Shout
B F# C#7 F#
And Come Running Through The Shallow Water Reaching For Your Hand
F# C#7
Through This Life We've Laboured Long To Earn Our Meagre Fare
F#
It's Brought Us Trembling Hands And Failing Eyes
C#7
So I'll Just Rest There On That Shore And Turn My Eyes Away
F#
Until You Come Then We'll See Para-dise
Repeat Chorus x 2