Take my hand and lead me down the road
Bundle me up, keep me from the cold
Step by step, my feet constantly ache
Rock by rock, my poor legs start to shake
Deep waters I need to quench my thirst
Soon the flaming hot sun will surely burst!
The wind from the trees is something I truly need
To make travelin’ on a short path, indeed!
OH! How I wonder what lies on ahead...
Pushing on down this road is something I dread
Do I stop and collapse in the sand?
NO! NO! NO! I am what I am and
That's a "TRAVELIN' MAN"!!!
Done By: Cynthia Dassie Chester
