Am               G
I have often told you stories about the way

    F                            E
I live the life of a drifter, waiting for the days

        Am                                                     G
when i take your hand and sing you songs than maybe you would say

F                              E
Come lay with me and love me, I would surely stay

C       D                Am    C         D                Am    C
But i feel i'm growing older, and the songs that i have sung echoed

         Am                D           C            F
in the distance like the sound of a windmill going round,

 G                E                 Am
guess i'll always be a soldier of fortune.


Am                                   G
Many times I've been a traveller, looked for something new

F                                          E
in days of old when nights were cold, i wandered without you

Am                       G                        F
Those days my eyes had seen you standing near, though blindness is confusing

     E
i showed that you're not here.


C       D                Am    C         D                Am    C
But i feel i'm growing older, and the songs that i have sung echoed

         Am                D           C            F
in the distance like the sound of a windmill going round,

 G                E                 Am
guess i'll always be a soldier of fortune.

G                            C              F
I can hear the sounds of a windmill going round

G                E                 Am
guess i'll always be a soldier of fortune.



G                E                 Am-------slowly brush trough the strings
guess i'll always be a soldier of fortune.