was born under a wandering star
I was born under a wandering star
Wheels are made for rolling,
that didn't look better looking back
I was born under a wandering star
and the plains can make you dry
but only people make you cry
from poor dreams or going to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wandering star
I was born under a wandering star
Heaven is goodbye forever,
I was born under a wandering star
Mud can make you drizzler
and the plains can make you dry
but only people make you cry
from where dreams are going to
Which m 'lady luck will never come true
I was born under a wandering star
I was born under a wandering star
When I get to heaven, tie me to a tree
and soon you'll know where I will be
I was born under a wandering star
A wandering, wandering star