I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow, I'm tossed in this wide world alone No hope have I for tomorrow, I've started to Heaven my home Sometimes I am tossed and I'm driven, Lord Sometimes I don't know where to roam I've heard of a city called Heaven I've started to make it my home My mother has reached that pure glory My father's still walkin' in sin My brother and sister won't own me Because I'm tryin' to get in Sometimes I am tossed and I'm driven, Lord Sometimes I don't know where to roam I've heard of a city called Heaven I've started to make it my home Sometimes I am tossed and I'm driven, Lord Sometimes I don't know where to roam I've heard of a city called Heaven I've started to make it my home