I wonder how the old folks are at home. I wonder if they miss me while I've gone. I wonder if they pray for their boy who went away. And left his mom and papa all alone.
There's a dark and a troubled side of life. There's a bright and a sunny side too. Though we meet with the dark nest of strife. The sunny side we also may view.
Now, hello stranger, put your loving hands in mine. Hello stranger, put your loving hands in mine. You are a stranger but you're a pal of mine. Now get up rounder, let a working man lay down.
Well, I wonder how the old folks are at home. I wonder if they'll miss me when I'm gone?. I wonder if they pray for their boy who went away. And left his dear old parents all alone.
If I was on some foggy mountain top. I'd sail away to the west. I'd sail all around this whole wide world. To the girl, I love the best. . If I had listened to what Mama said.
Some blues are just blues, mine are the miner's blues. Some blues are just blues, mine are the miner's blues. My troubles are coming by threes and by twos.
I'm going down to the river of Jordan, oh, yes. I'm going down to the river of Jordan some of these days, Hallelujah. I'm going down to the river of Jordan.
I was known as Blackie's gunman. The best two gunman in the land. I could shoot the ace of diamonds. With a draw from either hand. . With the dice I had no equal.
You have heard of little Moses in the bull rush. You have heard of fearless David and his sling. You have heard the story told of dreaming Joseph. And of Jonah and the whale you often sing.
I have heard of a land. On the faraway strand. There's a beautiful home of the soul. Built for Jesus on high. There we never shall die. 'Tis a land where we'll never grow old.
I'm going to take a trip in that old gospel ship. I'm a-going far beyond the sky. I'm gonna shout and sing til heaven rings. When I hid this world goodbye.