THE WAYWARD WIND Writers Herb Newman, Stan Lebowsky
(Chorus) Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind A restless wind that yearns to wander And he was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind
In a lonely shack by a railroad track He spent his younger days And I guess the sound of the outward bound Made him a slave to his wand'rin ways
(Repeat Chorus)
Oh, I met him there in a border town He vowed we'd never part Tho' he tried his best to settle down Now I'm alone with a broken heart