Album: The Crock Of Gold

Wanderin' Star

I was born under a wanderin' star
I was born under a wanderin' star
Wheels are made for rollin'
Mules are made to pack
I never seen a sight
that didn't look better lookin' back
I was born under a wanderin' star
Mud can make you pris'ner and
The plains can make you dry
Snow can burn your eyes
But only people make you cry
Home is made for comin' from
For dreams of goin' to
Which, with any luck
will never come true
I was born under a wanderin' star
I was born under a wanderin' star
Do I know where hell is?
Hell is is hello
Heaven is goodbye forever
It's time for me to go
I was born under a wanderin' star
I was born under a wanderin' star
When I get to heaven
Tie me to a tree
Or I'll begin to roam
And soon you'll know where I'll be
I was born under a wanderin' star
I was born under a wanderin' star