In the lonely shack by the railroad track
i spent my younger days
and i guess the sound of the outward bound
made me a slave to my wanderin' 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 him down in the border town
he vowed we'd never part
though he tried his best to settle down
now i'm all 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.
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.