Arranged by McGuinn/Hillman 

I am a pilgrim and a stranger 
Travelling through this wearisome land 
I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord 
And it's not, not made by hand

I've got a mother, sister and a brother 
Who have gone this way before 
I am determined to go and see them, good Lord
For they're on that other shore

I'm goin' down to the river of Jordan 
Just to bathe my wearisome soul 
If I can just touch the hem of his garment, good Lord
Then I know he'd take me home 

I am a pilgrim and a stranger 
Travelling through this wearisome land 
I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord 
And it's not, not made by hand