by Deep Purple
I have often told you stories about the way ....
I lived a life of a drifter ...
waiting for the day ...
when I'd take your hand ana sing you songs ...
and then maybe you'd say ...
come lay with me 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 ...
I guess I'l always be ... the soldier of fortune
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many times I've been a traveller ...
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 ...
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 ...
I guess I'll always be ......
THE SOLDIER OF FORTUNE
