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

And 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

Oh I met a girl in a border town

I vowed we'd never part

Tho' I tried my best to settle down

She's now alone with a broken heart

And 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

The next of kin to the wayward wind

I grew up on this one...

Deb

It was on one of my Dad's oldies vinyl albums.

I love this song! It was on the jukebox at Mandy's on Lake Street in Minneapolis. We used to go there after the dance club closed, and someone would always play this song. You've never seen anything until you've seen a room full of bikers and drag queens singing this song at the top of their lungs! Ah, the memories . . .