When I die, want you to dress me in straight-lace shoes
Box-back coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys’ll know that I died standin’ pat
And when I die and when I’m dead, dead and gone
There’ll be one child born
In our world to carry on, to carry on, yeah, yeah
Carry on, my wayward son
There’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don’t you cry no more
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
I’m just a poor Wayfaring Stranger…
Travelling through this world below,
There no sickness, no toil, no danger
In that bright land for which I go…
I wonder as I wander out under the sky
Oh yeah I’m the type of guy that likes to roam around
I’m never in one place I roam from town to town
And when I find myself a-fallin’ for some girl
I hop right into that car of mine and ride around the world
'Cause I’m a wanderer, yeah a wanderer
Going down that long lonesome highway
Bound for the mountains and the plains
Sure ain’t nothing here gonna tie me
And I got some friends I’d like to see
One of these days I’m gonna settle down
But till I do I won’t be hanging round
Going down the road feeling bad
Going down the road feeling bad
Going down the road feeling bad, hey hey hey, yeah
Don’t wanna be treated this a way
Going where the climate suits my clothes
I’m going where the climate suits my clothes
Going where the climate suits my clothes
Don’t wanna be treated this a way
I want to find The Secret Path
A bird delivered into my heart, so
It’s not the end
Not the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust
I love to go a-wandering
Along the mountain track
And as I go, I love to sing
My knapsack on my back
Val-deri, Val-dera
Val-deri
Val-dera-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Val-deri, Val-dera
My knapsack on my back
I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls
With vassals and serfs at my side
And of all who assembled within those walls
That I was their hope and their pride
I had riches far too great to count
And a high ancestral name - but…
I also dreamt which pleased me most:
That you loved me still the same
I’ve walked through the Halls of Karma
I shook hands with both the Devil and God
They turned my eyes to the inside to see
Where my energies have gone
Yes I’ve run with both all through my life
I’ve respected and reflected them both
Yes the sympathy of God as he looked at my life
The excitement of the Devil as we talked.
So Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy on my soul.
From German class:
Mein Vater war ein Wandersman
Und mir schtecks auch im Blut
D’rum wandere ich froh, so lang ich kann
Und schwenken meinen Hut
From the Halls of Montezuma
To the Shores of Tripoli
We fight our country’s battles
In the air, on land and sea
Kick it
… You wake up late for school, man you don’t want to go
You ask you mom, please? but she still says, no
You missed two classes, and no homework
But your teacher preaches class like you’re some kind of jerk
… You gotta fight for your right to party
He came dancing across the water
With his galleons and guns
Looking for the new world
And the palace in the sun
On the shore lay Montezuma
With his coca leaves and pearls
In his halls, he often wandered
With the secrets of the world
He came dancing across the water
Cortez, Cortez
What a killer
Gonna ride across the river, deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side
Gonna lay down my sword and shield,
down by the riverside,
down by the riverside.
I ain’t gonna study war no more.
Be on my side, I’ll be on your side, baby
There is no reason for you to hide
It’s so hard for me staying here all alone
When you could be taking me for a ride
She could drag me
Over the rainbow
And send me away
Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river