In from the coast, riding like the wind and racing the moon,
Shadows on the road, dancing and a-weaving like a crazy fool.
A horseman is coming, death in his heart, for a rendez-vous,
And where the traveller goes, nobody knows,
Where the traveller goes, nobody knows....

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 whisky, ladlord, I wanna talk for a while.
And where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows,
Oh, where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows....

There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,
You can almost smell his revenge!
And whoever he is after, it will be disaster:
This man is gonna take him to the very end....

Well, the landlord he trembled, staring at a face he'd seen somewhere before.
(you laid him in the ground)
Suddenly remembers a killing, yes, a murder, many years before.
('twas 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, yes with this traveller I'll go,
With this man I must talk, yes with him I must go.

There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,
I can almost smell his revenge!
And it's me that he's after, it will be disaster:
This man is gonna take me to the very end....

And they were never seen again!

• Eastern Wind
• Flying Home
• Sailor
• Shadows & Lights
• Some Things Never Change
• The Record Company Bash
• The Traveller
• Tonight
• Tourist Attraction
• Wall of Silence