The Wayward Wind

Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind A restless wind that yearns to wonder 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 wandering ways. And the wayward wind is a restless wind A restless wind that yearns to wonder And I was born the next of kin 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 wonder And I was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind. The next of kin to the wayward wind