I'm Traveler

when we left the good green pastures
to go to war one summer day
it was not imagined
things would unfold this way
conditions here are pressing
still I elect to stay

chorus:
horse and man ride into battle
blood and bullets everywhere
when you climb into the saddle
your command will take me there
I'm Traveler

if the reins are held in your hands
if your words are in my ears
lead us through the front lines
lay aside my deep fears
I will fight to serve you
for my remaining years

chorus

for the record I would
rather be with you
in the blasts of battle
than alone in pastures
anywhere
take my reins
lead me on
let me run

chorus

horse and man
the bond the trust
the fear the risk
the pain the reward