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
Maybe you would say
Come lay with me and love me
And I would surely stay
But I feel I'm growing older
All the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going around
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
I guess I will always be
Your soldier of fortune