Tom johnston
The sun brings up another day
Near the little fishin’ town
The nets are hung out in the wind
The sails are down
A seagull flies above my head
Spinning slowly towards the sea
He seems so free, and just like me
He rides the wind
I’m a travelin’ man
Nothin’ left behind me but the road
I’m a travelin’ man
Won’t you share the load
Lonesome shepherd in the field ahead
Moonlight flows across the grass
The rocky hills catch the light above
Their shadows cast
Lonely by the day
Drifting late at night
The wind is creepin’ through my ragged coat
What a life
I’m a travelin’ man
Nothin’ left behind me but the road
I’m a travelin’ man
Won’t you share the load