There’s a day for the king in his counting house
There’s a day for the fool at the wheel
There’s a day for the ships to go slouching south
And a day for the man with the wind at his heels
A day for the man with the wind at his heels
There’s a day to ride thumb on a thunderhead
There’s a day to make fantasy real
There’s a day to deny and a day to decry
And a day for the man the wind at his heels
A day for the man with the wind at his heels
Sing one for the clown in his wintermind
Sing one for his loathsome ordeal
Sing one for the deed and the fate entwined
And sing one for the man with the wind at his heels
One for the man with the wind at his heels