Texty:
Traveler Blues Yours

in I'm yours All that I begin is yours Every prize I win is yours At your feet again I'm yours All I am is yours Yours, yours

let me in I'm yours All that I begin is yours Every prize I win is yours At your feet again I'm yours All I am is yours Yours

It really was not all that long ago You reached out your hand and it was met You let your heart will tell you so So bow your head, don't meet his eyes

It really was not all that long ago You reached out your hand and it was met If you let your heart will tell you so So bow your head don't meet his eyes