Up with the sun, gone with the wind,



She always said I was lazy.



Leavin my home, leavin my friends,



Runnin when things get too crazy.



Out on thr road, out neath the stars,



Feelin the breeze, passin the cars.





Women have come, women have gone,



Everyone tryin to cage me.



Some were so sweet, I barely got free,



Others, they only enraged me.



Sometimes at night, I see their faces,



I feel the traces they left on my soul.



Those are the memories that made me a wealthy soul.





Travelin man, love when I can,



Turn loose my hand cause Im goin.



Travelin man, catch if you can,



But sooner or lare Im goin.



Travelin man ... travelin man, yes I am.





Sometimes at night, I see their faces,



I feel the traces they left on my soul.



These are the memories that made me a wealthy soul.



These are the memories that made me a wealthy soul.