The Travelling Song

The Travelling Song
He little girl with tears in your eyes.
Don?t wast your time now asking me why,
I don?t know I know I?ll just be moving alone.
You said: ?At home is where my love is that.?
I said: ?At home is where I hang my hat.?
The time was come to sing a travelling song.
You want a house and a lot of closed friends.
I loved the field of my back to the win.
The two walk margin old the catch the would be wrong.
You think that love is friends, a child and a home.
You can?t by love on a pretty year long.
The time was come to sing a travelling song.
Someday where we set in your old part swing.
A tamer man my offer you a ring.
A man, that want this friends and neighbours, a child and a home.
Don?t wast your tears on love that never could be,
What right for other could stay right for me?
The time was come to sing a travelling song.