Hank Snow — The Wayward Wind

Oh, the wayward wind Is a restless wind A restless wind That yearns to wander And I was born The next of kin The next of kin To the wayward wind In a lonely 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 ways Oh the wayward wind Oh, I met a girl In a border town I vowed we'd never part Though I tried my best To settle down I'm now alone With a broken heart Oh the wayward wind The wayward wind The wayward wind The wayward wind