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The Wayward Wind - Bobby Comstock
Oh the wayward wind
Is a restless wind
A restless wind
That yearns to wander
But she was born
The next of kin the next of kin
To the wayward wind
In a lonely shack by a railroad track
She spent her younger days
And I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made her a slave
To her wandering ways
But the wayward wind
Is a restless wind
A restless wind
That yearns to wander
But she was born
The next of kin the next of kin
To the wayward wind
But she was born
The next of kin the next of kin
To the wayward wind
To the wayward wind
To the wayward wind
To the wayward wind
