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.
#2.
In a lonely shack by a railroad track,
I spent my younger days.
made me a slave to my wandering 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.
#3.
Oh, I met a girl in a border town,
I vowed we'd never part.
She's now alone with a broken heart.
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.(x2)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.