(Wanderin' wanderin' mhm)

My father is an engineer, my brother drives a hack
My sister takes in washin', and the baby bolls a jack.
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease my wanderin'
(wanderin' wanderin' mhm.)

I've done a lotta wanderin' early and late
From New York City to the Golden Gate
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease my wanderin' (wanderin' wanderin' mhm.)

Been a working on a railroad been a working on a farm
But all I got to show for it is a muscle on my arm
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease my wanderin' (wanderin' wanderin' mhm.)...