Chris "freight train" Floyd - Traveling Troubadour

He lost his mind in Mobile when Flossie came to town
That mighty gale howled away and blew his people down
Blew his people down

He said when I started seeing I was looking through another's eyes
The crosswind was blowing down my shoulder in disguise
Shoulder in disguise

He's just a traveling Troubadour coming out of New Orleans
Whiskey wisdom jammin'
Ramblin' banjo shaman
Preachin' patched-up broken dreams

It's an inside job played naked for everyone to see
And it all means nothing or everything down in New Orleans
Down in New Orleans

He's a loose-lipped contradiction stumblin' through a barroom door
The Gypsy Woman moans the Blues dancin' barefoot on the floor
Barefoot on the floor

He's just a traveling Troubadour coming out of New Orleans
Whiskey wisdom jammin'
Ramblin' banjo shaman
Preachin' patched-up broken dreams
Making everyone believe

Written by:
Christopher Floyd, Robin Ruddy

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