Traveling man

This was originally written as a song sounds a bit like country

Travelling Man

 

 

 

Sitting in a railway station, waiting for a train

No money in my pocket, now isn’t that a shame

Never really got my head round how to play the game

Dog eat dog, business talk

Always running round the block

Sends my head into shock

No reason to remain

Became a travelling man

 

I remember papa’s words running round my brain

Mama’s in the background saying much the same

Son you have to brace the world if you are to gain

Right foot forward, walk the walk

Learn how to talk the talk

Hold your head up be a rock

There’s no one else to blame

Became a travelling man

 

I recall my first love, Lucy was her name

Met her at the high school prom, hoped she felt the same

Asked her for the last dance, we swooned to purple rain

Her big brown eyes

Its no surprise

Felt I was in paradise

Man she made my temperature rise

Didn’t even know my name

Became a travelling man

 

Now this is where I went wrong, life’s never been the same

Many Lucy’s come and gone, my heart sure feels the pain

This is when I really know, I couldn’t comprehend

Never Learned to talk the talk

Brace the world or be a rock

Decided just to take a walk

The reasons just the same

 

Became a travelling man, cause I can

No strings attached Its the way I am

Never getting in to deep, making promises I can’t keep,

not knowing where I’ll sleep

I’m a travelling man, that’s what I am I’m a travelling man

 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Nice flow of words and I like the story in the poem. I was a traveling man for many years. I miss the road today. Hard to be lock down after the taste of travel and new things. A very good story in this outstanding poem.
Coyote