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

I just wrote to let you know
That it's time for me to go
Even though I wish I got your name
I won't be coming round this way again

Mama, won't you take this whiskey from me?
I've been drinking for too long
The sun is too high, the road's too long
And I'm too drunk to know my right from wrong
And if I could, I'd find some man
To have a child, a baby on the line
But honey, I am travelling mile
And all of that, that loves you come the door

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 traveler to come home
There will always be a fire burning
Waiting for your baby to come home