I'm a travelin man. I come from nowhere, going somewhere, going to live the best I can. I told no one, there was a sign. Woke up with a dream, don't let time disappear. Are you hungry, are you broken down, I can't give you nothing, I won't steal your crown. Living sideways, Time for the weekend, Time for the triumph, If you knew where I came from, You'd ask how does he do it, I guess it's what I'm made of. Steel and ice run through my veins, Getting colder, I'm not here to explain. They say if the glove fits you're a guilty man, they say you get one final wish, oh look what you've done. I'm a traveling man. I come from nowhere, I saw this sign somewhere, going to take me back home. Every time, every time. I strum this guitar, I hear angels calling me tonight. I hear angels calling me home. It's time, it's time, to change these old strings, to make a new life, and let the past fade into dreams.
Yours Truly,
Ransom Jones
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