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I was born under a wand'rin star

I was born under a wand'rin star

Wheels are made for rollin, mules are made to pack

I've never seen a sight that didn't look better lookin' back

I was born under a wand'rin 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 wand'rin star

I was born under a wand'rin star

Do I know where hell is? Hell is in hello

Heaven is goodby forever it's time for me to go

I was born under a wand'rin star

A wand'rin 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 dreams of going to)

(Which with any luck will never comes true)

 (I was born under a wand'rin star)

(I was born under a wand'rin star)

When I go 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 wand'rin star

A wondering wondering star