CHORUS:
Paladin, Paladin,
Where do you roam?
Paladin, Paladin,
Far, far from home
Have gun will travel
Reads the card of a man,
A knight without armor
In a savage land,
His fast for gun hire
Heeds the calling wind,
A soldier of fortune
Is the man called Paladin.
CHORUS
He travels on
To where ever he must,
A chess knight of silver
Is his badge of trust,
There are campfire legends
That the plainsmen spin,
Of the man with the gun,
Of the man called Paladin.
CHORUS
Far from home,
Far from home...
