| Song | Soldier Of Fortune |
| Artist | 张镐哲 |
| Album | Greatest Love Of All |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I have often told you stories | |
| About the way | |
| I lived the life of a drifter | |
| Waiting for the day | |
| When I'd take your hand | |
| And sing you songs | |
| Then maybe you would say | |
| Come lay with me love me | |
| And I would surely stay | |
| But I feel I'm growing older | |
| And the songs that I have sung | |
| Echo in the distance | |
| Like the sound | |
| Of a windmill goin' 'round | |
| I guess I'll always be | |
| A soldier of fortune | |
| Many times I've been a traveller | |
| I looked for something new | |
| In days of old | |
| When nights were cold | |
| I wandered without you | |
| But those days I thougt my eyes | |
| Had seen you standing near | |
| Though blindness is confusing | |
| It shows that you're not here | |
| Now I feel I'm growing older | |
| And the songs that I have sung | |
| Echo in the distance | |
| Like the sound | |
| Of a windmill goin' 'round | |
| I guess I'll always be | |
| A soldier of fortune | |
| Yes, I can hear the sound | |
| Of a windmill goin' 'round | |
| I guess I'll always be | |
| A soldier of fortune |
| I have often told you stories | |
| About the way | |
| I lived the life of a drifter | |
| Waiting for the day | |
| When I' d take your hand | |
| And sing you songs | |
| Then maybe you would say | |
| Come lay with me love me | |
| And I would surely stay | |
| But I feel I' m growing older | |
| And the songs that I have sung | |
| Echo in the distance | |
| Like the sound | |
| Of a windmill goin' ' round | |
| I guess I' ll always be | |
| A soldier of fortune | |
| Many times I' ve been a traveller | |
| I looked for something new | |
| In days of old | |
| When nights were cold | |
| I wandered without you | |
| But those days I thougt my eyes | |
| Had seen you standing near | |
| Though blindness is confusing | |
| It shows that you' re not here | |
| Now I feel I' m growing older | |
| And the songs that I have sung | |
| Echo in the distance | |
| Like the sound | |
| Of a windmill goin' ' round | |
| I guess I' ll always be | |
| A soldier of fortune | |
| Yes, I can hear the sound | |
| Of a windmill goin' ' round | |
| I guess I' ll always be | |
| A soldier of fortune |
| I have often told you stories | |
| About the way | |
| I lived the life of a drifter | |
| Waiting for the day | |
| When I' d take your hand | |
| And sing you songs | |
| Then maybe you would say | |
| Come lay with me love me | |
| And I would surely stay | |
| But I feel I' m growing older | |
| And the songs that I have sung | |
| Echo in the distance | |
| Like the sound | |
| Of a windmill goin' ' round | |
| I guess I' ll always be | |
| A soldier of fortune | |
| Many times I' ve been a traveller | |
| I looked for something new | |
| In days of old | |
| When nights were cold | |
| I wandered without you | |
| But those days I thougt my eyes | |
| Had seen you standing near | |
| Though blindness is confusing | |
| It shows that you' re not here | |
| Now I feel I' m growing older | |
| And the songs that I have sung | |
| Echo in the distance | |
| Like the sound | |
| Of a windmill goin' ' round | |
| I guess I' ll always be | |
| A soldier of fortune | |
| Yes, I can hear the sound | |
| Of a windmill goin' ' round | |
| I guess I' ll always be | |
| A soldier of fortune |