Well I hear that lonesome whistle blow
I'll soon begone to before I know
I'll leave my love and I don't know why?
I know I'll make her cry
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 free
I was born to wander travel over yonder
Through the open roads and the sky above
I could never stop like than old spinning top
Without a home, without love
Now I see the blinking sky above
I'm on that road going from my love
She knows now it could never be
My heart and soul are free
Well I was born to wander travel over yonder
Through the open roads and the sky above
I could never stop like than old spinning top
Without a home without love