I have often told you storiesAbout the wayI lived the life of a drifterWaiting for the dayWhen Id take your handAnd sing you songsThen maybe you would sayCome lay with me love meAnd I would surely stayBut I feel Im growing olderAnd the songs that I have sungEcho in the distanceLike the soundOf a windmill goin roundI guess Ill always beA soldier of fortuneMany times Ive been a travellerI looked for something newIn days of oldWhen nights were coldI...