作曲 : Iris DeMent In this world we have our trials Sometimes lonesome, sometimes blue But the hope of life eternal Makes all old hopes brand new And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world I've got a home so much better And I'm gonna go there sooner or later And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world Lord, I'm growing old and weary And there's no place that feels like home Saviour come, (?) To where I (?) And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world I've got a home so much better And I'm gonna go there sooner or later And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world
作曲 : Iris DeMent In this world we have our trials Sometimes lonesome, sometimes blue But the hope of life eternal Makes all old hopes brand new And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world I've got a home so much better And I'm gonna go there sooner or later And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world Lord, I'm growing old and weary And there's no place that feels like home Saviour come, (?) To where I (?) And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world I've got a home so much better And I'm gonna go there sooner or later And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world And I don't want to get adjusted to this world, to this world
