Ballad Of The Adventurers

David Bowie · Other Songs - David Bowie

Sickened by sun, with rainstorms lashing him rotten

A looted wreath crowning his tangled hair

Every moment of his youth apart from its dream was forgotten

Gone the roof overhead, but the sky was always there



Oh you, who are flung out, alike from heaven and from Hades

You murderers who've been so bitterly repaid

Why did you part from the mothers who nursed you as babies

It was peaceful and you slept and there you stayed



Still he explores and rakes the absinthe green oceans

Though his mother has given him up for lost



Grinning and cursing with a few odd tears of contrition

Always in search of that land where life seems best



Loafing through hells and flocked through paradises

Calm and grinning, with a vanishing face

At times he still dreams of a small field he recognises

With a blue sky overhead and nothing else

Ballad Of The Adventurers

David Bowie's 'Ballad Of The Adventurers' stands as a quintessential example of his early rock and roll period, characterized by its driving rhythm and charismatic vocal delivery. Recorded during the mid-1960s, the track exemplifies the raw energy and theatrical flair that would later define his career. While often associated with the broader 'Space Oddity' narrative arc, this song operates as a standalone piece of pop-rock that showcases Bowie's ability to blend traditional rock structures with emerging psychedelic influences. The recording captures a pivotal moment in his evolution from a teen idol to a complex artistic persona, utilizing a straightforward yet memorable composition that resonated with audiences of the era. Its enduring appeal lies in its ability to evoke the spirit of exploration and adventure, serving as a foundational element in his early discography.