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 around
I 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
But 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 around
I guess I'll always be a
soldier of fortune
I can hear the sound of
a windmill going around
I guess I'll always be a
soldier of fortune
I guess I'll always be a
soldier of fortune