The Drifter

She met a drifter on the side of the road
He was hitchhiking carrying no load
Gone where the wind had blown
Just trying to get back home

Called himself James Lee
From the west side of Cedar Lake
He was one out of three
Went to war at the age of eighteen

North south East West
Looking for a place he could rest
So far from his land
Just saving his fellow man

He fell in love overseas
Lost his heart after a handful of weeks
He roamed the desert till he bled
Was sent back home to get some rest

The drifter came back damaged
She noticed his limp and dirty bandage
His ratty hair and scarred brow
Battle wounds and tattoos now

North south East West
Looking for a place he could rest
So far from his land
Just saving his fellow man

She could tell he was fighter
After all he was a survivor
She wanted to take him higher
But the drifter will always be a rider

North south East West
Looking for a place he could rest
So far from his land
Just saving his fellow man



Credits
Writer(s): Jenelle Vasquez
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