Every road I stand upon, Every new place that I find, Loving someone, remembering more, Always something takes my time.
CHORUS: What would have happened if I'd stayed around? Would I have been with you? What would have happened if I'd stayed around? Would I have been with you?
The sun sets on singers on the sands out of sight, Walking their weary ways back home. My head is not heavy but my eyes and arms are full. One thought's lingering to roam. CHORUS
Girls in their forties and girls in their teens, Girls with their husbands far from home, Some with their hair down and some with their eyes closed, All with their ribbons well undone. CHORUS
Man by a roadside and in a factory, Drivers on wagons going north, Friends in a public bar with the dartboard as their guard Never turn to ask me what I'm worth. CHORUS
Buying a present for a newborn child, Drowning in whisky and gin, Watching a girl child cry to my face, With her mother asking where I've been. CHORUS