| Oh, the wayward wind, is a restless wind
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| A restless wind, that yearns to wander
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| And I was born, the next of kin
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| The next of kin,
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| To the wayward wind
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| In a lonely shack by a railroad track
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| I spent my younger days
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| And I guess the sound of the outward bound
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| Made me a slave, to my wand’ring ways
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| Oh, the wayward wind, is a restless wind
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| A restless wind, that yearns to wander
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| And I was born, the next of kin
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| The next of kin,
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| To the wayward wind
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| To the wayward wind
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| To the wayward wind
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| Oh I met a girl in a border town
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| I vowed we’d never part
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| Though I tried my best to settle down
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| She’s now alone with a broken heart |