Travelling Man

1, 2, 1-2-3-4Oh yes, Am a traveling manNo place to call my ownI travel on the wind, Blow homeSing you a song for a cup of warm and wineSing you a song take a little bit off your mind.Long ago when I was youngPretty well of twoI used to lie waiting nightsHear those trains go byThey were a-rumbling.Silver moon hang up aboveStar lights of star fill lights the skySit right heer, Wait right hereFor my train to rideFor my train to ride.My pleasures' on meI take them when I willDo anything for free, yeahWorld I left, there ain't no world at allWorld I left better get ready for the fall.Oh yes, Am a traveling manHobo to the boneI travel on the wind and blow homeSing you a song for a cup of warm and wineSee you later baby, Take your timeOh yeah, Yeh.