Wayfaring Stranger / You Got Me Runnin'

Lyrics for Wayfaring Stranger / You Got Me Runnin'

Wayfaring Stranger I am a poor wayfaring stranger Lord, traveling through this world of woes And I find sickness toil and danger Everywhere, everywhere I go I'm going there to see my brother I'm going there no more to roam I'm going there, it's just over Jordan I'm going there to my new home One of these mornings and it won't be long Men will rest and stand side by side And hand in hand they're bound for glory Their foes will fall on freedom's sand I'm going there to see my brother I'm going there no more to roam I'm going there, it's just over Jordan I'm going there no more to roam You got me runnin' If you have been passing through the Swinging Gates Chances are you have looked behind you And wondered where you are And wondered where you are To know another man's heart And know him through his pain To know him through his happiness Then you can truly smile Then you can truly smile It's not just what you say It's mostly how you are feeling It's not how much you spend But mostly where you lend it I look around me every morning So many lost, so many still on top of that fence I just have to wonder truly wonder You care much about life to fall off and start again It keeps me running It keeps me hiding It keeps me peeping And Lord don't you know Sometimes you find it It keeps me slipping and asliding It keeps me running and hiding Peeping and ahiding I don't have that much love to give But I found a way to try If that gate is swinging low I got the key in my heart to try If you have been passing through the Swinging Gates Chances are you have looked behind you Wondered where the hell you have been going And wondered where you are Why you carry on Your mind wants to die But your heart keeps yelling back But it keeps going The voices from the sea keep calling out 'Don't let us down' The winds gonna howl it Babies gonna cry it Keep running and hiding Peeping and ahiding Slipping and asliding Running and hiding Keep on trying Now the room keeps buzzing Like a beehive in the forest When the bears are gone Lord it hates to be caught Hates to be brought down I ain't gonna suck the life from you I got my huge black comb Just here on borrowed time And I thought I'd stop by and say Hello old friend It don't feel the same way I do Thank God for that You see I'm just a rusty hinge Keep on running people Listen to your heart Listen to your heart Don't take the sparkle out of those little children's eyes Let them run and play Let them run and play Soon enough they'll be just like you Wayfaring Stranger I am a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world of woes Lord and I find sickness sickness, toil and trouble Everywhere everywhere everywhere I see Lord I'm going there to find to find my brother They told me that he'll be waiting there I'm going there Lord it's just over Jordan Oh I'm going there to my new home My new home Tim Buckley Tim Buckley Music ASCAP Released 1990 Enigma Retro/Bizarre Records "Dream Letter: Live in London 1968"