I shed a few words on my mind He looked at me, "I've been singing a silly song" Traveling man walked through the fools
Traveling man, traveling man. Blessed the fools that dance over time
I was always on his mind. Day and night he kept hearing my words Don't bring the man back to the land.
Traveling man, traveling man. Don't bring that man back to your clan.
Tempe, Arizona: we meet again. I saw the boots of a traveling man Out on the street, it's a warm and dusty land His eyes told the story of a wiser man.
Traveling man, traveling man. Blessed are the fools that dance over time Traveling man, traveling man. Don't bring the man back to the clan.
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