I took a trip down to the west line
To watch the sun lie down to bed
And as the light shone down on my brow
I made a vow to myself
I said friend of mine don't you find burden
Because it's coming soon, the soul of the night
For the moon and I are well acquainted
And Im sure she'll provide you with the light
And it's a hard life of a travelling warrior
But it's the good life of a travelling warrior
Because my spirits alive
I arrived up at the east line
to watch the sun rise up from the dead
And as it's heat beat down on my heart
I just knew my love and I would be met
So I wandered through the town to meet the people
I showed them how my guitar sung to me
And I played them songs of love ages old
Hoping someone might understand me
But it's a hard life of a travelling warrior
But it's the good life of a travelling warrior
Because my spirits alive
I looked through the crowd, I saw a pair of eyes
Gazing right up at me
Could this be the love I've been waiting all my life
Could he be the one waiting for me
Oh, And it's a hard life of a travelling warrior
But it's a good life of a travelling warrior
Because my spirits alive
Because my spirits alive
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