Em      D        C        G
We don't all die young to save our spark

         Em   D      C
From the ravages of time

        Em        D       C           G
But the first and last to leave their mark

     C  G  Em       D        G
Someday become the traveling kind


       Em       D        C     G
In the wind are names of poets past

          Em         D         C
Some were friends of yours and mine

       Em       D      C        G
And to those unsung we lift our glass

          C     G Em       D         G
May their songs become the traveling kind


        Em      D          C      G
We were born to brave this tilted world
 
         Em          D      C
With our hearts laid on the line

      Em          D      C        G
Be it way-crossed boy or red dirt girl

    C    G Em        D         G
The song becomes the traveling kind


          Em        D           C         G
There are mountains worth their weight in gold

     Em      D        C
Mere mortals dare not climb

        Em     D        C       G
Come ye gypsy, sainted, sinners both 

    C     G    Em      D         G
And claim them for the traveling kind

 
         Em    D      C         G
When the music slowly starts to fade

         Em           D    C
Into the light's last soft decline

       Em       D       C       G
Let us lie down in that evening shade

    C    G Em       D         Em
And rest a-mong the traveling kind
   
 
        C    G    Em         D         G
And the song goes on for the traveling kind