[A                              E]nI believe my steps are growing wearier each day,n                                [A]nStill, I’ve got a journey on my mind.n                                       [E]nCares of this old world have ceased to make me want to stay,n                                 [A]nAnd my one regret is leaving you behind.nn[A                                  E]nIf it proves to be his will that I am first to go,n                                   [A]nAnd somehow I’ve a feeling it will be.n                                           [E]nWhen it comes your time to travel likewise don’t you feel lost,n                                     [A   E  A]nFor I will be the first one that you see.n

			[A]nAnd I’ll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan.n [D A]nI’ll be waiting drawing pictures in the sand.n [E A]nAnd when I see you coming I will rise up with a shout,n [D A E]nAnd come running through the shallow waters reaching for n [A]nyour hand.

nnThrough this world we have labored hard to earn our meager fare,nIt’s brought us trembling hands and failing eyes.nI’ll just rest here on the shore and turn my eyes away,nUntil you come and then we’ll see paradise.nnnChorus x2