I was a poor wayfaring stranger Travelling through this world alone And I had a sickness, I was in danger From Shaytan, And his throne But He was there to guide me, truly And He was there to show me the road Now I am a m**m, and I see clearly That this life, it ain't my home And I know Shaytan will get on with me I know his ways will take my soul But I am a m**m, and I see clearly That this life, it ain't my home