Bob Seger

Bob Seger
Travelin' Man

Up with the sun, gone with the wind
She always said I was lazy
Leaving my home, leaving my friends
Running when things get too crazy
Out to the road, out 'neath the stars
Feeling the breeze, passing the cars

Women have come, women have gone
Everyone trying to cage me, yeah
Oh, some were so sweet, I barely got free
Others they only enrage me
Sometimes at night, I see their faces
I feel the traces they've left on my soul
And those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul
I tell you, those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul

Travelin' man, love when I can
Turns my hand 'cause I'm going on
Oh, travelin' man, love when I can
But sooner or later I'm going on
Oh, travelin' man

Sometimes at night, I see their faces
I feel the traces they've left on my soul
But those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul
I say you, those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul
Travelin' man, yeah

Come on
Let's keep on moving
Keep on moving

keeskees

Submitted by keeskees at Tue 26 Oct, 2010 3:50 am

Author: Bob Seger
Composer: Bob Seger
Publisher: ?
Language: English
Available on: Beautiful Loser (1975)

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