Standard (EADGBE)

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 the road, out neath the stars,

Feelin the breeze, passin the cars.

Women have come, women have gone

Everyone trying 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 make me a wealthy soul

Those are the memories that make 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 than later 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

Those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul

Those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul

These are the memories that made me a wealthy soul.