TRAVELING MAN - by Cynthia Dassie Chester

TRAVELING  MAN   by  Cynthia Dassie Chester Take my hand and lead me down the road Bundle me up, keep me from the cold Step by step, my feet constantly ache Rock by rock, my poor legs start to shake Deep waters I need to quench my thirst Soon the flaming hot sun will surely burst! The wind from the trees is something I truly need To make travelin' on a short path, indeed! OH! How I wonder what lies on ahead... Pushing on down this road is something I dread Do I stop and collapse in the sand? NO! NO! NO! I am what I am and that's a "TRAVELIN' MAN"!!!