Wayward Pilgrim (J. Fisher)

Me and mine been on the road 
Since before we left for Ohio
When the simple things that made my day 
Had moved along or passed away

This dusty rusted microphone
And wooden box are all I own
Gonna find a town along the way
With a pretty girl to make me stay

I'm a wayward pilgrim
I'm a desperate angel
I'm the whisper of a memory
Without a home
I'm the twinkle in your eye
When the tears begin to fall
I'm the lost and lonely soul
Within us all

Now the summertime is almost gone
I'm weathered as a rolling stone
Gonna find some sleepy mountain bed
With a pillow down to lay my head

And a pretty girl to make me smile
And lie with me just a little while
I'll ask her if she'll stay with me
In this mountain time eternity

I'm a wayward pilgrim
I'm a desperate angel
I'm the whisper of a memory
Without a home
I'm the twinkle in your eye
When the tears begin to fall
I'm the lost and lonely soul
Within us all 

But that pretty face can only lead me nowhere
Unless her eyes contain more than most show there

I'm a wayward pilgrim
I'm a desperate angel
I'm the whisper of a melody
Without a song
I'm the twinkle in your eye
When the tears begin to fall
I'm the lost and lonely soul
Within us all 

This dusty rusted microphone 
And wooden box are all I own
Gonna find a town along the way
With a pretty girl to make me stay


Back To Lyrics Page