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The Traveller Chris De Burgh 100 Hit Lyrics. Gürol CANBEK (gcanbek@hotmail.com) , 2000-2001 http://go.to/gurol In from the coast, riding like the wind and racing the moon Shadows on the road, dancing and weaving like a crazy fool. A horseman is coming, death in his heart for a rendezvous. And where the traveller goes, nobody knows. Where the traveller goes, nobody knows. A candle in the night, fear on every face when he goes inside. (Maybe he's on the run) Get back from the bar, a stranger in town is a dangerous sight (Maybe he's got a gun) Bring a bottle of whiskey landlord, I want to talk for a while And where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows. Where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows. Chorus: There is something in his eyes, something in his hands, You can almost smell his revenge. And whoever he is after, it will be a disaster, This man is gonna take him to the very end. Well, the landlord he trembled staring at a face he'd seen somewhere before. (You laid him in the ground) Suddenly remembered a killing, yes, a murder many years before. (T'was you that shot him down) He said to a boy, saddle me the black, I'll meet you down below, With this man I must talk, with this traveller I go, With this man I must talk, yes with him I must go. 100 Hit Lyrics. Gürol CANBEK (gcanbek@hotmail.com) , 2000-2001 http://go.to/gurol Chorus And they were never seen again. |