The wayward wind — The Waterboys

(Neil Young)

In a lonesome 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 wandering queen

And the wayward wind is a restless wind A restless wind that yearns to wander And I was born next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind

I met her down in a border town we swore we'd never part Though I tried my best to settle down now she's 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, wayward wind