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

 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

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