Drifter
Lines on his face from the seeds he sowed
A drifter living on the open road
Modern day cowboy with an urge to roam
Never found a place he could call home
No one to answer to, never took a wife
Moving around all of his life
Asked him if he ever contemplated cost
Wandering doesn’t necessarily mean lost
Had a girl once, his teenage queen
An accident took her at seventeen
His only love had passed away
He still dreams of her today
He had his reasons for the life he chose
Heading anywhere a warm wind blows
Just a drifter living on his own
With dreams of her he’s never alone
We all have reasons for the choices we make
We all are responsible for the roads we take
For the drifter this life was the only one
He’ll dream of her until his days are done
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