text: I have often told you stories
  About the way
  I lived the life of a drifter
  Waiting for the day
  When Id 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 Im growing older
  And the songs that I have sung
  Echo in the distance
  Like the sound
  Of a windmill going around
  I guess Ill always be
  A soldier of fortune
  Many times Ive been a traveler
  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 youre not here
  Now I feel Im growing older
  And the songs that I have sung
  Echo in the distance
  Like the sound
  Of a windmill going around
  I guess Ill always be
  A soldier of fortune
  Yes, I can hear the sound
  Of a windmill going around
  I guess Ill always be
  A soldier of fortune
  I guess Ill always be
  A soldier of fortune