Wayfaring Stranger
| Display Name | Wayfaring Stranger |
| Bio | I am a poor, wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world alone And there's no sickness, toil or danger In that bright land to which I go And I'm going there to see my mother And I'm going there no more to roam And I'm only going over Jordan And I'm only going over home now |
| Friends | 0 |
| Followers | 0 |
| Following | 0 |
| Questions | 19 |
| Answers | 27 |