The Traveling Storm Robert Earl Keen
THE TRAVELING STORM
Robert Earl Keen
[C] [Dm] [(] [C] [G] [F] [)]
[C]In a year that [Dm]is not now, [C]from a place un[Dm]known
I [F]travel on the [C]mountain roads, [Am]looking [G]for some[F]one
[C]Sewn inside my [Dm]vest, a letter, [C]tells me where and [Dm]when
[F]In my purse a [C]sacred dagger,[Am] on my[G] horse I [F]run[(] [C] [G] [F] [)]
Restless girl beside the water, tending to a fire
Kissed a boy and then another, suiting up for war
Heard a broken band of gypsies, singing ancient songs
Gave all my silver to a beggar, still he wanted more
Oh the town of stone and timber, celebration reigned
No one there seems to remember, why they carry on
Crowded 'round a man of marble, speaking foreign tongues
There the stone began to crumble, and the crowd did moan
In the unforgiving morning, caravans of shame
Turn south to the dry land highway, I turn to the sea
Like a snake so quick and deadly, sleepless, coiled and cool
The one I seek is making ready, waiting patiently
Break
Pity not the weary traveler, he lives in his mind
He is friend of wind and weather, and from fire is born
Pity then the cool betrayer, waiting patiently
No precaution made will save him, from the traveling storm
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