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've never seen a site that didn't look better lookin' back.
I was born under a wanderin' star.
Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake 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 in hell-o.
Heaven is good-bye forever it's time for me to go.
I was born under a wanderin' star, a wanderin', wanderin' star.
Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake 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.
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 wanderin' star.
A wanderin', wanderin' star.
Songwriters: Alan Jay Lerner, Frederick Loewe
I was born under a wandrin’ star Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry Do I know where hell is, hell is
in hello (Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry) When I get to heaven, tie me to a tree
I was born under a wandrin’
star
Wheels are made for rolling, mules are made to pack
I’ve never seen a sight that didn’t look better looking back
I was born under a wandrin’ star
Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry
Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wandrin’ star
I was born under a wandrin’ star
Heaven is goodbye forever, its time for me to go
I was born under a wandrin’ star
A wandrin’ wandrin’ star
(Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry)
(Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to)
(Which with any luck will never come true)
(I was born under a wandrin’ star)
(I was born under a wandrin’ star)
For I’ll
begin to roam and soon you’ll know where I will be
I was born under a wandrin’ star
A wandrin’ wandrin’ star
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I was born under a wandrin' star
I was born under a wandrin' star
Wheels are made for rolling, mules are made to pack
I've never seen a sight that didn't look better looking back
I was born under a wandrin' star
Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry
Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry
Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wandrin' star
I was
born under a wandrin' star
Do I know where hell is, hell is in hello
Heaven is goodbye forever, its time for me to go
I was born under a wandrin' star
A wandrin' wandrin' star
(Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry)
(Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry)
(Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to)
(Which with any luck will never come true)
(I was born under a wandrin' star)
(I was born under a wandrin' star)
When I get to heaven, tie me to a tree
For I'll begin to roam and soon you'll know where I will be
I was born under a wandrin' star
A wandrin' wandrin' 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've never seen a site that didn't look better lookin' back.
I was born under a wanderin' star.
Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake 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 in hell-o.
Heaven is good-bye forever it's time for me to go.
I was born under a wanderin' star, a wanderin', wanderin' star.
Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake 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.
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 wanderin' star.
A wanderin', wanderin' star.
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