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 round
guess i'll always be
a soldier of fortune.

many times i've been a traveler
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 going older
and the songs that i have sung
echo in the distance
like the sound
of a windmill going round
guess i'll always be
a soldier of fortune

yes, i can hear the sound
of a windmill going round
i guess i'll always be
a soldier of fortune.

i guess i'll always be
a soldier of fortune.