Oh my God it is three in the morning
I haven't even taken off my shoes
Iâm gonna meet with my muse and my maker
Hand me down another travelin' tune

As now I feel your soulful caresses
Place you designs on the tip of my tongue
Dance for me in your gypsy dresses
You come from the land of the travelling ones


I wanna have one love to treasure
And I'll stand in the pouring rain
Give me a sup of the sweetest pleasure
Strike my heart with pain

Now I on my way to the land of the weary
How can I bring good news back home
This spell's wearing off and Iâm getting dreary
Such is the life of the travelling ones


All alone I am headed homeward
It is a long way to Caroline
Blue are her hills as blue is the water
She let me sip her wine

Want you come with me down to the river
I want to show you al I can play

I met you beneath the shaded willow
It was your spirit that shook my soul
Teach me again of the pain and the pleasure
For the path to your heart I will pay any toll

She said go explore interior spaces
Though youâre not one of the angel band
They âre gonna ask what it is that brought you
To the shores of their traveling land

Look up at wall and it is five in the morning
Gazy out the window through your bottle of booze
If you look through the mist of your yearning
You might meet up with you maker and muse

You might wonder about the ways you're living
You might wonder if she's leaving you soon
But if you shake the sleep from your dusty bones now
You might wanna try to change your tune

I can hear them calling for you now

If y'all come with me down to the river
I wanna show you all I can play

Lyrics submitted by mrtrout

Traveling Tune song meanings
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