I Am a Traveller Songtext
von Lisa Mitchell

Mother makes her tea in the morning
Father lets his bread rise
Sister is in the big smoke
I hope she's alright

Oh come bury your hands in the garden
Even you can grow strong
Bury them deep below
Wet and cold and right


Oh I am a traveller,
I can't be staying here,
Darling, it calls to me,
oh come, come a-travelling,
we'll take the windy highway,
lovers of infinity

Love fox she once said in a story
You can't have the whole world
No you can't have the whole damn world
And your dear home at the same time

Oh she's a traveller
She couldn't stay right there
Darling, it calls to her
Oh come, come a-travelling
We'll take the windy highway
Lovers of infinity