Many years I've been away from home
I have faced too many battles
Hours here upon the endless road
Have left me bruised and battered
I have heard the secrets of the streets,
But I keep them to myself
On display, but here inside my soul
Like a trophy on a shelf
Hand upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
Oh, my friend, the winding road
Will the life of a journeyman never change?