I Am A Pilgrim

I am a pilgrim

And a stranger

Traveling through

This worrisome land

And I've got a home in

That yonder city, good Lord

And it's not, good lordy and it's not

Not made by hand

I've got a mother

A sister and a brother

Who have gone

To that sweet home

And I'm determined

To go and see them, good lord

Over on, good lordy over on

That other shore

As I go down to

The River of Jordan

Just to bathe

My weary soul

If I could touch but

Just the hem of his garment, good lord

I believe, good lordy I believe

That it would make me whole

Now when I'm dead

Layin' in my coffin

All of my friends

All gathered round

They can say that he

Just layin' there sleepin', good lord

Sweet peace, good lordy sweet peace

His soul has found

I am a pilgrim

And a stranger

Just traveling through

This worrisome land

But I got a home in

That yonder city, good Lord

And it's not, good lordy and it's not

Not made by hand

Boy that's a good sounding bass

Oh yeah, I play enough of these things

Right?

Yeah

I've got three of 'em that are good basses

The rest of 'em are pretty good

But I've only got three of 'em at home

Do you use bass rental?

Oh no, no, I've never, I've never charged anything for loaning one

You could have a whole thing

Thing about it is I can't let 'em all come home at one time

That's like Harold Bradley is about his guitars

Yeah

If he got 'em all home at one time his wife would divorce him

Right