Letters from a Travelling Man

Dear darling, I've been travelling round the country

With an urge I cannot tame

But everywhere I go, I think of home

And hope that all remains the same

Oh, when you're travelling, landscapes change

The faces fade, no one here knows my name

But in the nightly gloom, I find the moon

And soon I hear your voice again

Oh, nothing's changed

I just wrote to let you know

That it's time for me to go

Even though I wish I got your name

I won't be coming round this way again

Mama, won't you take this whiskey from me?

I've been drinking for too long

The sun is too high, the road's too long

And I'm too drunk to know my right from wrong

And if I could, I'd find some man

To have a child, a baby on the line

But honey, I am travelling mile

And all of that, that loves you come the door

So I just wrote to let you know

That if I could, I wouldn't go

Tell my ma I love her just the same

But I'm leaving on the 7:30 train

Honey, life can get a little lonely

Living like a rolling stone

Oh, and sitting by my fire tonight

I must confess, I've never felt so far from home

One day, baby, I'll come home

I'll have you seated on my knee

But until that day, I need you to promise

That you'll sit and wait for me

Can't you see

That I need to know that wherever I will roam

There will always be a fire burning

Waiting for your traveler to come home

There will always be a fire burning

Waiting for your baby to come home