Kung Fu Fighting Man

This road that I've been walking
Don't seem to have no end
And I've never met
A single man yet
That I could call my friend
Ain't never looked for trouble
But always made my stand
It seems to me
I was born to be
A kung-fu, kung-fu fighting manStars have been my blanket
Grass has been my bed
And sorrow has been the pillow
Where I laid my weary headSo if you see me coming
You better not step in my way
Just leave me be
And you live to see
The drawn of another day
Someday I'll stop my roaming
Someday I'll find a home
This lonely life
Has been my wife
Baby, for far too longStars have been my blanket
Grass has been my bed
And sorrow has been the pillow
Where I laid my weary headStars have been my blanket
Grass has been my bed
And sorrow has been the pillow
Where I laid my weary headWhere I laid my weary head
Where I laid my weary head