Chatham County Line - The Traveler lyrics

I am from Frisco, many days come And I long to get back to where I'm from For I never saw a woman with a sweeter gaze Than that woman I loved in my younger days But I've seen no orchard, the river turn Test of the flute, the sirens call Settled horse and slept in feet I know this liminal hard feat I am the travel I am the one I am the rumor My love is gone Well, I've seen a face draw a thousand stares Anyone in the world just as fierce But I never saw an eye that shed your hue sponsored links Your lips that spoke words half as true I am the traveler I am the one I am the rumor My love is gone I am from Frisco, many days come And I'll never get back to where I'm from I know that woman, she waits for me For I laid the stone she's underneath I am the travel I am the one I am the rumor My love is gone