The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Jimmy Martin
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Maybelle Carter
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Earl Scruggs
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Earl Scruggs
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Roy Acuff
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Merle Travis
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Doc Watson
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Doc Watson
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Roy Acuff
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Doc Watson & Earl Scruggs
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Roy Acuff
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Jimmy Martin
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Merle Travis
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Jimmy Martin
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Jimmie Fadden
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Jimmy Martin
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Jimmy Martin
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Vassar Clements
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Merle Travis
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Vassar Clements
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Earl Scruggs
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Earl Scruggs
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Jimmy Martin
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Doc Watson & Earl Scruggs
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Jimmy Ibbotson
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Doc Watson
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Doc Watson
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Roy Acuff & Earl Scruggs
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Doc Watson & Earl Scruggs
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Richard Watson & Doc Watson
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Travelling through this wearisome land
I've got a home in that yonder city, good lord
And it's not, not made by hand
I've got a mother, sister and a brother
Who have gone this way before
I am determined to go and see them, good lord
For they're on that other shore
I'm goin' down to the river of jordan
Just to bathe my wearisome soul
If I can just touch the hem of his garment, good lord
Then I know he'd take me home
I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Travelling through this wearisome land
I've got a home in that yonder city, good lord
And it's not, not made by hand