I have often told you stories about the way I lived the life of a drifter waiting for the day When I'd take your hand and sing you songs - Then maybe you would say: "Come lay with me, love me..." - And I would surely stay.
But I feel I'm growing older... And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance like the sound Of a windmill goin' 'round - [I] guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune...
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Many times I've been a traveller - I looked for something new. In days of old when nights were cold I wandered without you. [But] Those days I thougt my eyes Had seen you standing near... Though blindness is confusing - It shows that you're not here.
Now I feel I'm growing older... And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance like the sound Of a windmill goin' 'round - [I] guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune.
I can hear the sound Of a windmill goin' 'round - [I] guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune... [I] guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune...