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

So I just wrote to let you know
That it's time for me to go
Even though I wish I could remain I won't be coming round this way again
Mama won't you take this whiskey from me, I've been drinking far too long
The sun's too high, the road's too long and I'm too drunk to know my right from wrong
If I could I'd find some land, we'd have a child a baby on the lawn
But honey I'm a travelling man and I'll have up and left you come the dawn

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 traveller to come home
There will always be a fire burning waiting for your baby to come home