---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Traveller Words & Music: Chris De Burgh
Gmaj7 | | | | Bm | A | Bm | A {Intro...}
Bm F#m In from the coast, riding like the wind and racing the moon. Bm F#m Shadows on the road, dancing and weaving like a crazy fool. Bm F#m A horseman is coming, death in his heart for a rendezvous. A A7 Bm And where the traveller goes, nobody knows. A A7 Bm Where the traveller goes, nobody knows.
A candle in the night, fear on every face when he goes inside. (Maybe he's on the run) Get back from the bar, a stranger in town is a dangerous sight (maybe he's got a gun) Bring a bottle of whiskey landlord, I want to talk for a while And where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows. Where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows.
Bm A There is something in his eyes, something in his hands, G Bm You can almost smell his revenge. A And whoever he is after, it will be a disaster, G F#maj Bm This man is gonna take him to the very end.
Well, the landlord he trembled staring at a face he'd seen somewhere before. (you laid him in the ground) Suddenly remembered a killing, yes, a murder many years before. (t'was you that shot him down) He said to a boy, saddle me the black, I'll meet you down below, With this man I must talk, with this traveller I go, With this man I must talk, yes with him I must go.
(Chorus)
Gmaj7 G A And they were never seen again.
Bm | Gmaj7 | Bm | Gmaj7 | Bm | Gmaj7 | Bm | Gmaj7 {Instrumental ad lib to fade}
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