| 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 wand’ring ways |
| 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 |
| To the wayward wind |
| To 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 |
| She’s now alone with a broken heart |