G D G I saw a way worn traveler in tattered garments clad,D G And struggling up the mountain, it seemed that he was sad.D G His back was laden heavy, his strength was almost gone,D G It shouted as he journeyed, ''Deliverance will come!" [Chorus]G D G Then palms of victory, crowns of glory,D Palms of victory I shall wear.G D G The summer sun was shining, the sweat was on his brow,D G His garments worn and dusty, his step seemed very slow.D G But he kept pressing onward, for he was wending home,D G Still shouting as he journeyed, "Deliverance will come!" [Chorus]G D G Then palms of victory, crowns of glory,D Palms of victory I shall wear.G D G The songstress in the arbor, that stood beside the way,D G Attracted his attention, inviting his delay.D G His watchword being "Onward!" he stopped his ears and ran,D G Still shouting as he journeyed, ''Deliverance will come!" [Chorus]G D G Then palms of victory, crowns of glory,D Palms of victory I shall wear.G D G While gazing on that city, just o'er that narrow floodD G A band of holy angels came from the throne of God.D G They bore him on their pinions, they bore the dashing foam,D G And joined him in his triumph, "Deliverance has come!" [Chorus]G D G Then palms of victory, crowns of glory,D Palms of victory I shall wear.
The Way Worn Traveler
Johnny Crash
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