I'll not be a stranger when I get to that city
I'm acquainted with folks over there
There'll be friends there to greet me there'll
be loved ones to meet me
At the gates of that city foursquare
Through the years through the tears they've
gone one by one
But they'll wait at the gate until my race
is run
I'll not be a stranger when I get to that
city
I'm acquainted with folks over there
I'll not be a stranger when I get to that city
I've a home on the steets paved with gold
I'll feel right at home there in that beautiful
somewhere
With the loved ones whose memory I hold
I'll not be a stranger when I get to that city
There'll be no lonely days over there
There'll be no stormy weather but a great
time together
On the streets of that city foursquare