(Albert E. Brumley, William York)

I wandered again to my home in the mountains
Where in youth's early dawn I was happy and free
I looked for my friends but I never could find them
I found they were all rank strangers to me.

(Everybody I met seemed to be a rank stranger
No mother or dad not a friend could I see
I looked for my friends but I never could find them
I found they were all rank strangers to me.)

They've all moved away said the voice of a stranger
To a beautiful home by the bright crystal sea
Some beautiful day I'll meet them in heaven
Where no one will be a stranger to me.

(Everybody I met seemed to be a rank stranger
No mother or dad not a friend could I see
I looked for my friends but I never could find them
I found they were all rank strangers to me...)