Chris Rea - Curse Of The Traveller (Extended Version With Josie's Tune)Josie's Tune" and "Curse Of The Traveller" from a 1987 Album "Dancing With Strangers".Dancing with Strangers is the ninth studio album by Chris Rea, released in 1987. It became Rea's first major success in UK, peaking at #2, behind Michael Jackson's Bad, and spent 46 weeks in the charts, achieving Platinum accreditation. It reached the Top 10 in six other countries, including New Zealand where it became a number one album."Let's Dance" was released as the first single and, like the album, became a major hit for Rea in UK, peaking at #12. In tone with the success of the album, "Let's Dance" became a major hit in New Zealand as well, peaking at #2. The other singles released from this album were "Loving You Again" (UK #47), "Joys of Christmas" (UK #67) and "Que Sera" (UK #73).Personnel:Chris Rea - vocals, guitar, keyboards, slide guitar, synthesizer, accordion, mixing, producerRobert Ahwai - guitarJerry Donahue - guitarDavy Spillane - guitar, uilleann pipesEoghan O'Neill - bassKevin Leach - piano, keyboardsMax Middleton - keyboardsMartin Ditcham - percussion, drumsDave Mattacks - drumsAdrian Rea -- drumsStuart Ealses - engineerJean Jacques Lemoine - engineerJustin Shirley-Smith - engineerJon Kelly - mixingWillie Grimston - coordinationMark Entwistle - cover illustration*****Lyrics:On the restless road to nowhereThere's no certain peace it seemsDesire to keep on movingtill the river of dreamsIs it just because someone told youIs it just because you foundOld freedom feels uneasy when duty is aroundWhen allegiance asks the questionsOld freedom twists and turnsAnd chokes on codes of honourOn the sword of no returnAnd it's the curse of the travellerThe curse of the travellerGot a hold of meAnd it won't let you beAnd in sleepless nightsYou'll call her nameAnd feel loneliness cold to the boneAnd when the daylight breaksThis old tired heart achesTo be such a long way, such a long way from homeAnd you long for the harbourlightsBut you'll never be freeOf the craving for refugeAnd the call of the seaAlways wanting to sell upBut always needing to buySo till the road leads to somewhereAnd that river runs dryIt's the curse of the travellerAin't gonna let you beThe curse of the travellerAnd it sure got a hold of me.*****