Here's me performing the song
and here's the version from June Carter's album Press On
The Far Side Banks of Jordan
I do believe my steps are growing wearier each day,
I've got another journey on my mind.
The lures of this old world have ceased to make me want to stay
and my one regret is leaving you behind.
And if it should be his will that I am first to cross
and somehow I believe that it will be
when it comes your time to travel, likewise don't feel lost,
for I will be the first one that you see.
Chorus
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
come running through the shallow water reaching for your hand
Through this life we have toiled to earn our meagre fare
it has brought trembling hands and failing eyes
So I'll just sit here on the shore and turn my eyes away
until you come then I'll see paradise.
Chorus
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