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Well I'm just a lonely traveler and |
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I don't know where |
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I'm bound. |
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Though, that if |
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I keep on moving then |
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I know that |
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I'll be found. |
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I'll climb high atop a mountain, call for he who holds the crown, |
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But until that day, keep on wanderin' |
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Well now, when the soul wanders there are things a man must see. |
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There are trials he must know and there are troubles he must meet. |
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He must stare in the eyes of evil and know that he is free.' |
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Til the good lord calls, keep on wanderin' |
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Now, my father was a traveler and my mama stayed at home. |
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And she cried the day that he walked out and left us on our alone. |
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But now I'm older than he was when |
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I was born and |
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I don't know, |
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Which way is home so |
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I'm wanderin' |
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Yes, oh lord, |
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I've seen your oceans, |
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I've seen your mountains high. |
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I've been lost inside your cities, |
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I've seen the underside. |
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Yeah, I know the troubles that plague a troubled mind, |
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But they can't catch me |
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I'm a wanderin' |
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No they can't catch me |
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I'm a wanderin' |
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But they can't catch me |
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I'm a wanderin' |
