The Wayward Wind - Crystal Gayle
In a lonely shack by a railroad track
He spent his younger days
But I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made him a slave to his wand'ring ways
Oh the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And he was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind
Oh I met him there in a border town
We vowed we'd never part
Tho' he tried his best to settle down
Now I'm alone with a broken heart
Though the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And he was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind
The next of kin to the wayward wind