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