Verse 1: Another line in another land. Passport and ticket in hand. Another city beckoning me. Another shop cries “Duty Free”. Another bag ripped and torn, filled with clothes not yet worn. Packed the night before ascension, packed with fear and apprehension.

Chorus : And there I go, there I go again, I'm a traveling man. Dare I go, dare I go again? I'm a traveling man.

Verse 2: I The more I leave the more I long to stay where I belong. Miles of land and miles of sea, continually passing by me. I scour my memory to sustain the imagery of the hearth and home we share as I venture into air.

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Bridge: Is this the price, I pay to be a modern man? Are these the sacrifices I make to be a modern man, a rambling man, a stumbling, gambling, traveling man?

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Words & Music by David Liberty