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

Then maybe you would say

"Come lay with me and love me"

And I would surely stay

But I feel I'm growing older

And the songs that I have sung

Echo in the distance

Like the sound

Of a windmill going round

Guess I'll always be

a soldier of fortune

Many times I've been a traveller

I looked for something new

In days of old when nights were cold

I wandered without you

those days I thought my eyes

had seen you standing near

Though blindness is confusing

It shows that you're not here

Now I feel I'm growing older

And the songs that I have sung

Echo in the distance

Like the sound

Of a windmill going round

Guess I'll always be

a soldier of fortune

I can hear the sound

Of a windmill going round

Guess I'll always be

a soldier of fortune

Guess I'll always be

a soldier of fortune