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 Ive 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.
Yes, I can hear the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune.
