TRAVELIN' MAN
(Tom Johnston)

The Doobie Brothers
 

The sun brings up another day 
near the little fishin' town. 
The nets are hung out in the wind. 
The sails are down. 
A seagull flies above my head, 
spinning slowly toward the sea. 
He seems so free, and just like me he rides the wind. 

I'm a trav-'lin' man. Nothin' left behind me but the road. 
I'm a trav-'lin' man. Won't you share the load? 

Lonesome shepherd in the field ahead. 
Moonlight flows across the grass. 
The rocky hills catch the light 
above their shadows cast. 
Lonely by the day, drifting late at night. 
The wind is creepin' through my ragged coat. 
What a life! 

I'm a trav-'lin' man. Nothin' left behind me but the road. 
I'm a trav-'lin' man. Won't you share the load? 

I'm a trav-'lin' man. Nothin' left behind me but the road. 
I'm a trav-'lin' man. Won't you share the load? 

I'm a trav-'lin' man. Nothin' left behind me but the road. 
I'm a trav-'lin' man. Won't you share the load?