I have a collection of lyrics to songs I learned at girl scout camp. Does anyone know the author or origins of this song?


I was born for roamin', I guess I always will.
and I wonder if it's greener on the far side of the hill.

Hey Dan look down yonder, ther's earth and green and sky
and I bet we could get down there in the batting of an eye.

Furhter west ther's ocean, a miner told me so
and the sun it shines so brightly that it scares ofrf the winters snow.

And then sometimes I'm tired, sometimes I'm lonesome too
sometimes I see a farmer walking slow when the day is through.

and I know he's got a woman, waitin' ev'ry day.
And I curse this wandrin' fever that stole my love away.