Lyrics:

JOURNEYMAN

Written by Mark Wright

I am just a journeyman I ain't got no home

I've got no heaven or hell of which to call my own

Don't own no pretty watches

I don't own no fancy cars

I've got everything I need in the case of my guitar

Don't carry around no girlfriend, man, they just bring you down

I've had a gut-full of fast women cruising into town

I ain't got no close friendships of which I could speak

One vision makes you strong but too many make you weak

You can call me a dream-man and you probably will

But I ain't taking prisoners you can keep 'em to yourself

You can use me as a reference for all your bad mistakes

But it don't really matter 'cause they're already made...

Does anything really matter when all is said and done

And do the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the one

What I'm saying might be bad but I bet you think it too

I'm being honest with myself could you say the same for you

Well you can call me a dream-man and you probably will

But I ain't taking prisoners you can keep 'em to yourself

You can use me as a reference for all your bad mistakes

But it don't really matter 'cause they're already made...

So now you've heard my story and I hope you heard it well

There's no redemption on this earth from some magic spell

You can see it in the churches you can feel it in the jails

A man just keeps on getting stronger the more he fails...