Lonesome survivor (Old Cob riding in the wilderness, singing his song)

I'm travelling travelling alone
I'm travelling travel passed the stones
I'm travelling travel by the land
I'm travelling travel to lend a hand

I'm a sole survivor
Just passing by
Offer to lend a hand
In this land of dust and sand

Woho I'm a lonesome survivor
No mans for hire
I cary my own

Woho I'm a lonesome survivor
No mans for hire
I carry my own

I make my own
Way to stay aside
But it's hard
When the rich men cross the line
I come alone
Try to stay away
They throw a bone
There's a price to pay

I turn around
Here I draw the line
Trigger makes a sound
In this fate lies my day

Woho I'm a lonesome survivor
No mans for hire
I carry my own

Woho I'm a lonesome survivor
No mans for hire
I carry my own

Woho I'm a lonesome survivor
In the line of fire
Then I'll say my name



Credits
Writer(s): Hjörtur Sólrúnarson
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