I was born under a wanderin’ star
I was born under a wanderin’ star
Wheels are made for rollin’
Mules are made to pack
I never seen a sight that didn’t look better looking back.
I was born under a wanderin’ star
Mud can make you prisoner
And the plains can bake you dry
Snow can burn your eyes
But only people make you cry
Home is made for comin’ from
For dreams of goin’ to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wanderin’ star
I was born under a wanderin’ star
Do I know where hell is?
Hell is in Hello
Heaven is good-bye forever
It’s time for me to go
I was born under a wanderin’ star
A wanderin’ wanderin’ star
Mud can make you prisoner
And the plains can bake you dry
Snow can burn your eyes
But only people make you cry
Home is made for comin’ from
For dreams of goin’ to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wanderin’ star
I was born under a wanderin’ star
When I get to heaven
Tie me to a tree
Or I’ll begin to roam
And soon you know where I will be
I was born under a wanderin’ star
A wanderin’ wanderin’ star
Originally posted by ale1552Robert Bly, one of the foremost thinkers about the psychology of men, was once asked what a man wants in a woman. He said that beyond all the outward and appearance stuff, a man ultimately wants a woman who will accept his shadow.
Maybe you need to change your wild wicked ways!😞