Wandering Star
I was born under a wandering star
I was born under a wandering star
Wheels are made for rolling, mules are
Made topack
I've never seen a sight that didn't look better looking back
I was born under a wandaering star
Mud can make you prisoner, and the plains
Can make you dry
Snow can burn your eyes, but only people
Make you cry
Home is madefor coming from, for dreams
Of going to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wandering star
I was born under a wandering star
Do I know where hell is? hell is in "hello"
Heaven is goodbye forever, it's time for me
To go
I was born under a wandering star
I was born under a wandering star.
(The)
Mud can made you prisoner, and the plains
Can make you dry
Snowcan burn your eyes, but only people
Make you cry
Home is made from coming from, for dreams
Of going to
Which with any 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
Or I'll begin to roam, and soon you'll know
Where I will be
I was born under a wandering star
A wandering, wandering star
THE END.