| A Wanderin’ Man | ||
| By Tom Vance | ||
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Key of C |
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| C G C | ||
| 1. | I’ve been to California, following my dreams; | |
| Am Em Dm G | ||
| I’ve sung my songs in Memphis, no one was impressed it seems; | ||
| C G C | ||
| I wandered into New York, hoping to make a score, | ||
| Am Em Dm G | ||
| But everyone I turned to, just seemed to slam the door. | ||
| Am Em | ||
| Chorus | A wanderin’ man, a wanderin’ man, is what I thought I’d be; | |
| Am Em Dm G | ||
| Lookin’ for fame and fortune, for love and to be free; | ||
| Am Em | ||
| But now I’m down and out and broke, depressed as I can be; | ||
| Am Em Dm C | ||
| I need my lovin’ woman, to put the life back in me. | ||
| 2. | The ticket man said, “you’re two bits short, you have to find the dough.” | |
| My feet are sore, my back it hurts, this magazine’s a bore. | ||
| The baggageman said, “you’re in my way, I’m in a rush today; | ||
| Go sit on the benches son, and watch the children play.” | ||
| Chorus/Bridge | I’m sittin’ in the station, just waitin’ for the train; | |
| To take me back to Illinois, and to my love again. | ||
| To take me to her tender arms and to her tender smile; | ||
| I need my lovin’ woman, to make me feel worthwhile. | ||
| 3. | Well, I’m on that train now headin’ home, my true love for to see; | |
| A smile on my face, a song on my lips, I’m happy as I can be. | ||
| I’ve found my dreams aren’t in New York, in Memphis or L.A. | ||
| They’re in my own back yard, and I’m goin’ there to stay. | ||
| Chorus | A wanderin’ man, a wanderin’ man, is what I thought I’d be; | |
| Lookin’ for fame and fortune, for love and to be free; | ||
| But now I’m headin’ home again, my true love for to see; | ||
| I need my lovin’ woman, to put the life back in me; | ||
| To put the life back in me. | ||
| Words and music by Tom Vance, © spring, 1981. | ||