{Intro }
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.
you can almost smell his revenge There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,
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.
and they were never seen again.