I wandered again to my home in the mountain
Where in youth`s early days I was happy and free
I looked for my friends but I never could find them
I found they were all rank strangers to me.
Ev`rybody I met seemed to be a rank stranger
No mother or dad not a friend could I see
They knew not my name and I knew not their faces
I found they were all rank strangers to me.
They all moved a way, said a voice of a stranger
`To that bautiful home by the bright crystal seaSome beautiful day I`ll meet `em in heaven
Where no one will be a stranger to me.
Ev`rybody I met seemed to be a rank stranger
No mother or dad not a friend could I see
They knew not my name and I knew not their faces
I found they were all rank strangers to me.
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