Many years I've been away from home
I have faced too many battles
I was here upon the endless route
Has left me bruised and batted
I have heard the secrets of the streets
But I keep them to myself
On display, but here inside my soul
Like a trophy on a shelf
End upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
Oh my friend, the winding route
For the life of a journeyman never changes
Now upon to tell my tale
My boots are wearing thin
I can feel the heat upon my back
The sun against my skin
Far away I've heard
The ringing of a bell
Through the miles you know what's hard to tell
When it's you against yourself
End upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
Oh my friend, the winding route
For the life of a journeyman never changes