Wandering man, tell me your story
Look at you, you got nothing
What makes you free, freer than me?
Wandering man, what is your secret?
Theres something in the smile you wear
A happiness that I cant find anywhere
You got nothing, but you got more than me
I got all the good things, but Im not free and I can see
Wandering man, you found the answer
Someday tell me all you find
And as you travel pity me, cause I must stay behind