| Gm | F | Eb |

        Gm
I have often told you stories
F
about the way
   Gm
I lived the life of a drifter
Dm
  waiting for the day
          Gm
When I’d take your hand and sing you songs
      F
Then maybe you would say
Gm
Come lay with me and love me
Dm                     
And I would surely stay

Bb       C                Gm   
But I feel I’m growing older
            F                B
And the songs that I have sung
 D            Gm
Echo in the distance
           F
Like the sound
      B               Eb  
Of a windmill going round
Cm                Dm
Guess I’ll always be
              Gm
A soldier of fortune.

| Gm | C | Gm | C |
| Gm | B | C | Gm |

Many times I’ve been a traveller
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 you’re not here.

Now I feel I’m going older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I’ll always be
A soldier of fortune

     Eb             F
Yes, I can hear the sound
       B            Eb 
of a windmill going round
   Cm               Dm
I guess I’ll always be
             Gm
a soldier of fortune.
   Eb         F
I guess I’ll always be
              G  
A soldier of fortune.