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 Echoes in the distance Like the sound of a windmill goin' 'round I guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune
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 Echoes in the distance Like the sound of a windmill goin' 'round I guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound of a windmill goin' 'round I guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune