Pero Me Acuerdo De Ti
The plastic pretenders to paradise speak
Of your fictions of triumph and legends of pain
The sense that you'd left you'd be back once again
There's a glint in your eyes and the sky starts to laugh
It's two to one you never did things by half
And I'm out on the rooftops yelling your name
Cos without you this town will be too much the same
You went driving in the rain
I'll never see you again
There's nothing in the air left to compare
To all of your passion and genius pain
You went driving in the rain
Wayfaring Stranger (traditional)
I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
a-travelin' through this world of woe
but there's no sickness, toil, or danger
in that bright land to which i go
i'm goin' there to see my mother
she said she'd meet me when i come
i am just goin' over jordan
i am just a-goin' home
i know dark clouds will gather 'round me
i know the way is rough and steep
yet beautiful fields lie just before me
where god's redeemed their vigil keep
i'm goin' there to see my brothers
gone before me one by one
i am just goin' over jordan
i am just a-goin' home
i'll soon be free from earthly trials,
this body rest in the old churchyard
i'll drop this cross of self-denial
and go singing home to god
i'm goin' there to see my savior
to dwell with him no more to roam
i am just goin' over jordan
i am just a-goin' home
i am just a-goin' home