Gm F(V)
I have often told you stories about the way
Gm
I lived the life of a drifter
F(1)
waiting for the day
When I take your hand and sing your song then maybe you would say
Come lay with me love me and I would surely stay
CHORUS:
Eb F Gm
Now I see Iґm going older
Eb F Ab
And the songs that I have sung
Db Gm
echo in the distance
F Db Eb
Like the sound of a windmill going ґround
Cm Dm Gm
I guess I always be a soldier of fortune
Many times Iґve been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old when nights were cold
I wondered without you
And day I thought my eyes
had seen you standing near
Thou blindness is confusing
It shows that youґre not here
Now I feel Iґm going older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess Iґll always be
A soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound
of a windmill going round
I guess Iґll always be
a soldier of fortune.
I guess Iґll always be
a soldier of fortune.
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