Well, I met a traveller
Never did learn his name;
His eyes were bright coloured.
But not both the same.
He shook my hand warmly
I could tell he was strong
And he answered my questions
By singing this song
One find it, two lose it
Same everywhere;
One make it, two take it
Mostly don't care.
Well, it rained all that night
And in the morning, rain still
And I saw the traveller
At the top of the hill
He was laughing at the thunder
And banging a gong
And, at the top of his voice
He shouted his song.
One find it, etc.
When the storm had died down
He came to my door
And he looked really happy
As he dripped on the floor
He said, "Please excuse me
But I won