# From alberter@gypsc.enet.dec.com {t:The Traveller} {st:Chris De Burgh} Intro: Gmaj7 | | | | Bm | A | Bm | A [Bm]In from the coast, riding like the wind and ra[F#m]cing the moon. [Bm]Shadows on the road, dancing and weaving like a [F#m]crazy fool. A h[Bm]orseman is coming, death in his heart for a r[F#m]endezvous. And where the t[A]raveller goes[A7], nobody knows.[Bm] Where the t[A]raveller goes[A7], nobody k[Bm]nows. 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. {soc} [Bm] There is something in his eyes, som[A]ething in his hands, you can a[G]lmost smell his reven[Bm]ge. And whoever he is after, it w[A]ill be a disaster, this m[G]an is gonna take[F#maj] him to the very end.[Bm] {eoc} 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. {c:Chorus} [Gmaj7] and they were [G]never [A]seen again. Bm | Gmaj7 | Bm | Gmaj7 | Bm | Gmaj7 | Bm | Gmaj7 {c:Instrumental ad lib to fade} ======================================================== Thetraveller, de Chris de burgh ========================================================
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