Letters from a Travelling Man

Dear darling, I've been travelling round the country With an urge I cannot tame But everywhere I go, I think of home And hope that all remains the same Oh, when you're travelling, landscapes change The faces fade, no one here knows my name But in the nightly gloom, I find the moon And soon I hear your voice again Oh, nothing's changed I just wrote to let you know That it's time for me to go Even though I wish I got your name I won't be coming round this way again Mama, won't you take this whiskey from me? I've been drinking for too long The sun is too high, the road's too long And I'm too drunk to know my right from wrong And if I could, I'd find some man To have a child, a baby on the line But honey, I am travelling mile And all of that, that loves you come the door So I just wrote to let you know That if I could, I wouldn't go Tell my ma I love her just the same But I'm leaving on the 7:30 train Honey, life can get a little lonely Living like a rolling stone Oh, and sitting by my fire tonight I must confess, I've never felt so far from home One day, baby, I'll come home I'll have you seated on my knee But until that day, I need you to promise That you'll sit and wait for me Can't you see That I need to know that wherever I will roam There will always be a fire burning Waiting for your traveler to come home There will always be a fire burning Waiting for your baby to come home