uparrowThe Wayward Winduparrow

Stanley Lebowsky and Herb Newman

Oh the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind

In a lonely shack by a railroad track
I spent my younger days
And I guess the sound of the outward-bound
Made me a slave to my wanderin' ways

Ah, the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
Ahh, the next of kin to the wayward wind

Oh I met a girl in a border town
I vowed we'd never part
Though I tried my best to settle down
She's now alone with a broken heart

And the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
Ah, the next of kin to the wayward wind



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