Travelin' Man

(альбом: Live Bullet - 1976)

Up with the sun, gone with the wind
She always said I was lazy
Leaving my home, leaving my friends
Running when things get too crazy
Out to the road, out 'neath the stars
Feeling the breeze, passing the cars

Women have come, women have gone
Everyone trying to cage me
Some were so sweet, I barely got free
Others, they only enraged me

Sometimes at night, I see their faces
I feel the traces they've left on my soul
Those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul
Those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul

Traveling man, love when I can
Turn loose my hand 'cause I'm going
Traveling man, catch if you can
But sooner than later I'm going

Sometimes at night, I see their faces
I feel the traces they left on my soul
Those are the memories that made me a wealthy soul
Those are the memories that made me a wealthy soul