| Gm | |
| I have o | ften told you stories |
| I have often told you stories |
| F | |
| about the way |
| Gm | |
| I l | ived the life of a drifter |
| Dm | |
| waiting for the day |
| Gm | |
| When I'd t | ake your hand and sing you songs |
| F | |
| Then m | aybe you would say |
| Gm | |
| Come lay with me and love me |
| Dm | Bass | D-C-Bb | |
| And I would surely sta | y |
| Bb | C | Gm | Bass | G-F-Eb | |
| But I f | eel I'm growing o | lder |
| F | Bb | |
| And the so | ngs that I have s | ung |
| D | Gm | |
| E | cho in the di | stance |
| F | |
| Like the so | und |
| Bb | Eb | Bass | Eb-D | |
| Of a w | indmill going ro | und |
| Cm | Dm | |
| Guess I'll always | be |
| Gm | |
| A soldier of f | ortune. |
| Solo: Gm / C / Gm / C / |
| Gm | Bb | C | Gm | |
| Many times I've been a traveller |
| I looked for something new |
| In days of old when nights were cold |
| I wandered without you |
| But those days I thought my eyes |
| Had seen you standing near |
| Though blindness is confusing |
| It shows that you're not here. |
| Now I feel I'm going older |
| And the songs that I have sung |
| Echo in the distance |
| Like the sound |
| Of a windmill going round |
| Guess I'll always be |
| A soldier of fortune |
| Eb | F | |
| Yes, | I can hear the | sound |
| Bb | Eb | Bass | Eb-D | |
| of a wi | ndmill going | rou | nd |
| Cm | Dm | |
| I g | uess I'll always | be |
| Gm | |
| a soldier of f | ortune. |
| Eb | F | |
| I g | uess I'll a | lways be |
| G (major chord) |
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