I have often told you stories about the way I lived the life of a drifter Waiting for the day When I'd take your hand and sing you songs Then maybe you would say "Come lay with me and 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 Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune 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 Now 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 Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune I can hear the sound Of a windmill going round Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune I guess I'll always be A soldier of fortune