Текст песни Samurai - Crosby & Nash

Spirit son of a samurai
Tilting at windmills
A misfit in this century
He was looking for a living to be proud of

He was driven before a dozen winds at once
Like a salmon jumping upstream
Without the fishes sense
Not to wonder, wonder, wonder

Well, he was carrying his baggage
Chained to his feet
His weapon held across his eyes
He was looking for the light
He was looking for the light
Well, he was the only one I met
On the road last night