Born To Wander

Well I hear that lonesome whistle blow I'll soon begone to before I know I'll leave my love and I don't know why? I know I'll make her cry I been so long in this old town I tried my best to settle down But deep within the soul of me I know I must be free I was born to wander travel over yonder Through the open roads and the sky above I could never stop like than old spinning top Without a home, without love Now I see the blinking sky above I'm on that road going from my love She knows now it could never be My heart and soul are free Well I was born to wander travel over yonder Through the open roads and the sky above I could never stop like than old spinning top Without a home without love