Guess I was born for roaming And roam I always will Oh, I wonder if it's greener On the far side of the hill Oh, please come look down yonder Just earth and green and sky I know I could get on down there In the pattern of an eye And further west's an ocean A miner told me so, And the sun it shines so brightly Well it scares off winter snow Oh yes, sometimes I'm tired Sometimes I'm lonesome too Sometimes I see a farmer Walking slow when day is through And I know he's got a woman Waiting supper everyday If I have me such a woman I could drive my blues away I wished I knew the reason God does the way he does And why he keeps me moving From a dream that never even was Guess I was born for roaming And roam I always will I wonder if it's greener On the far side of the hill Well, I guess I was born for roaming And roam I always will I wonder if it's greener On the far side of the hill