In from the coast Riding like the wind and racing the moon Shadows on the road Dancing and a-weaving like a crazy fool A horseman is coming Death in his heart for a rendezvous And where the traveller goes No-body knows Where the traveller goes No-body 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 site (Maybe he's got a gun) Bring a bottle of whiskey Landlord, I wanna talk for a while And where the traveller goes, A cold wind blows Where the traveller goes A cold wind blows
There is something in his eyes, Something in his hands You can almost smell his revenge And whoever he is after, it will be disaster This man is gonna take it 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 remembers A killing, yes a murder many years before (twas 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'll go With this man I must talk Yes will him I must go
There is something in his eyes, Something in his hands I can almost smell his revenge And it's me that he's after, it will be disaster This man is gonna take me to the very end And they were never seen again
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Christopher John Davison (Chris de Burgh) (RAAP)Publicado em 1980ECAD verificado fonograma #2087418 em 03/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM