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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 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 goin` `round 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 goin` `round I guess I`ll always be a soldier of fortune Yes, I can hear the sound of a windmill goin` ` round I guess I`ll always be a soldier of fortune |