Rank Strangers - Porter Wagoner

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

They knew not my name and I knew not their faces

I found they were all rank strangers to me.

Now they’ve all moved away said the voice of a stranger

To a beautiful home by a bright crystal sea

And some day I’ll meet them all up in Heaven

Where no one will be a rank stranger to me.