Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Tuesday, January 04, 2005
What an odd sort of coincidence.
I was just sitting here enjoying one of my Christmas presents--Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys The Gospel Spirit compilation, and it got to the end track and it was quite a surprise.
Way back nearly 20 years or so ago while I was attending Auburn, I went to church one Sunday and we sang a song that I thought was the prettiest and most evocative thing I had ever heard. We'd never sung it before, and I don't recall ever singing it there again later. Or, for that matter, anywhere else since then.
For years now that song has bugged me on the occasions when I would recall it, and every time we would get new song books at church here at home I would expend much futile effort trying to figure out what the song was. The problem was that I could only remember the last line, which was "I am just going over home."
Back when I first got connected to the Internet, I remember doing a few searches for it, but that was before the great wealth of information poured out and became easily searchable using Google and the like, and I suppose I just haven't thought to look anymore.
Anyway, the last track came up on the CD player and it hit me like a hammer--the song's called "Wayfaring Stranger." Monroe's version was recorded in Nashville on March 21, 1958, and based on the version of the lyrics pictured below (from Double Oak Press).
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