Johnny Cash, June Carter Cash - Far Side Banks of Jordan lyrics
[Johnny Cash, June Carter Cash - Far Side Banks of Jordan lyrics]
I believe my steps are
Growing wearier each day
Still I've got another journey on my mind
Lures of this old world have ceased
To make me want to stay
And my one regret is leaving you behind
But if it proves to be His will
That I am first to cross
And somehow I've a feeling it will be
When it comes your time to travel likewise
Don't feel lost
For I will be the first one that you'll see
And I'll be waiting on the
Far side banks of Jordan
I'll be sitting drawing pictures in the sand
And when I see you coming
I will rise up with a shout
And come running through the shallow water
Reaching for your hand
Through this life we've laboured hard
To earn our meager fare
It's brought us trembling hands
And failing eyes
So I'll just rest here on this
Shore and turn my eyes away
Until you come, then we'll see paradise
And I'll be waiting on the
Far side banks of Jordan
I'll be sitting drawing pictures in the sand
And when I see you coming
I will rise up with a shout
And come running through the shallow water
Reaching for your hand
I'll be waiting on the far
Side banks of Jordan
I'll be sitting drawing pictures in the sand
And when I see you coming
I will rise up with a shout
And come running through the shallow
Water, reaching for your hand, hmm
Growing wearier each day
Still I've got another journey on my mind
Lures of this old world have ceased
To make me want to stay
And my one regret is leaving you behind
But if it proves to be His will
That I am first to cross
And somehow I've a feeling it will be
When it comes your time to travel likewise
Don't feel lost
For I will be the first one that you'll see
And I'll be waiting on the
Far side banks of Jordan
I'll be sitting drawing pictures in the sand
And when I see you coming
I will rise up with a shout
And come running through the shallow water
Reaching for your hand
Through this life we've laboured hard
To earn our meager fare
It's brought us trembling hands
And failing eyes
So I'll just rest here on this
Shore and turn my eyes away
Until you come, then we'll see paradise
And I'll be waiting on the
Far side banks of Jordan
I'll be sitting drawing pictures in the sand
And when I see you coming
I will rise up with a shout
And come running through the shallow water
Reaching for your hand
I'll be waiting on the far
Side banks of Jordan
I'll be sitting drawing pictures in the sand
And when I see you coming
I will rise up with a shout
And come running through the shallow
Water, reaching for your hand, hmm