O, the wayward wind is a restless wind Is a restless wind that yearns to wander On the eye was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind And a lovely 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 days And the wayward wind O, the wayward wind is a restless wind Is a restless wind that yearns to wander On the eye was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind I met her there in a border town We vowed we'd never part Though I tried my best to settle down Now she's alone with the broken heart O, the wayward wind is a restless wind Is a restless wind that yearns to wander On the eye was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind
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