Wandering
(by James Taylor)

I've been wanderin
early and late
from New York City
to the Golden Gate
and it don't look like I'll ever stop this wanderin

Daddy was an engineer
my brother drove a hack
and my sister took in laundry
while the baby balled the jack
and it don't look like I'll ever stop this wanderin

My momma died when I was was young
and my daddy took to stealin
so he got hung
and it don't look like I'll ever stop this wanderin

Eels in the ocean and
fish in the sea
I let a red headed woman
make a fool out of me
and it don't look like I'll ever stop this wanderin

Been in the army and
I worked on a farm
and all I gotta shoe is
the muscles in my arm
and it don't look like I'll ever stop this wanderin

I've been wanderin
early and late
from New York City
to the Golden Gate
and it don't look like I'll ever stop this wanderin

Think this is the one you want

---

Note:
This song can probably be considered to be traditional. You'll find it in Carl Sandburg's 1927 book, American Songbag.
-Joe Offer-