In a lonesome tag by the railroad track I spent my younger days And I guess the sound of the outward-bound Made me a slave to my wanderin' ways 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 Well, I met her down in a border town I swore, it won my heart Though we tried our best to settle down Now she's far away 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 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 wind Thanks a lot Thanks to Joey We appreciate that It always sounds good to us here You know we've never had that sort of a luxury And we do appreciate it