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...