The Traveller

The Traveller - Chris De Burgh

In from the coast

Riding like the wind and racing the moon

Shadows on the road

Dancing and a-weaving like a crazy fool

A horseman is coming

Death in his heart for a rendezvous

And where the traveller goes

Nobody knows

Where the traveller goes

Nobody knows

A Candle in the night

Fear on every face when he goes inside

(Maybe he's on the run)

Get back from the bar

A stranger in town is a dangerous site

(Maybe he's got a gun)

Bring a bottle of whiskey Landlord

I wanna talk for a while

And where the traveller goes

A cold wind blows

Where the traveller goes

A cold wind blows

There is something in his eyes

Something in his hands

You can almost smell his revenge

And whoever he is after it will be disaster

This man is gonna take it to the very end

Well the landlord he trembled

Staring at a face he'd seen somewhere before

(You laid him in the ground)

Suddenly remembers

A killing yes a murder many years before

(twas you that shot him down)

He said to a boy

Saddle me the black I'll meet you down below

With this man I must talk

With this traveller I'll go

With this man I must talk

Yes will him I must go

There is something in his eyes

Something in his hands

I can almost smell his revenge

And it's me that he's after it will be disaster

This man is gonna take me to the very end

And they were never seen again