Up with the sun, gone with the wind,
She always said I was lazy
Leavin' my home, leavin' my friends,
Runnin' when things get too crazy
Out to the road, out 'neath the stars,
Feelin' the breeze, passin' the cars

Women have come, women have gone,
Everyone tryin' to cage me
Some were so sweet, I barely got free,
Others, they only enraged me
Sometimes at night, I see their faces,
I feel the traces they've left on my soul
Those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul
Those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul

Travelin' man, love when I can,
Turn loose my hand 'cause I'm goin'
Travelin' man, catch if you can,
But sooner than later I'm goin'
Travelin' man, yeah
Travelin' man, yes I am

Sometimes at night, I see their faces,
I feel the traces they've left on my soul
Those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul
Those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul

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Writer(s): BOB SEGER