Well, I hear that lonesome whistle blow. I'll soon begone, before I know. I'll leave my love and I can't say why, I know I'll make her cryyyyyyyyy! I been so long in this old town, I tried my best to settle down. But deep within the soul of me, I know I must be freeeeeeeee! I was born to wander, travel over yonder. Through the open roads and the sky above. I could never stop, I'm like a rollin' spinning top! Without a hooooooome, without looooooovve! Now I see the blinking sky above, I'm on that road going from my love. She knows now, we could never be. My heart and soul are freeeeeeee! Well I was born to wander travel over yonder. Through the open roads and the sky above, I could never stop, I'm like a rollin' spinning top.Without a hooooome, Without looooooovve!

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