Lyrics David Crosby

David Crosby

Samurai

Spirit son of a samurai tilting at windmills

A misfit in this century

He was looking for a living to be proud of

Well, 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