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, love me
  I would surely stay
  Now I feel Im growing older
  And all the songs that I have sung
  Echo in the distance
  Like the sound
  Of a windmill going round
  I guess I will always be
  The soldier of fortune
  Many times Ive been a traveler, I looked for something new
  In days of old when the nights were cold
  I wandered without you
  Those days I thought my eyes could see you standing near
  Though blindness is confusing
  It shows that youre not here
  Now I feel Im growing older
  And all the songs that I have sung
  Echo in the distance
  Like the sound
  Of a windmill going round
  I guess I will always be
  The soldier of fortune
  I can hear the sound
  Of a windmill going round
  I guess I will always be
  The soldier of fortune
  I guess I will always be
  The soldier of
  Fortune