Wandering — текст песни (Taylor James)

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Arrangements and additional Lyrics by James Taylor
I`ve been wanderin` early late
From New York City to the Golden Gate
And it don`t look like
I`ll ever stop my wanderin`
My daddy was an engineer
My brother drives a hack
My sister takes in laundry
While the baby balls the jack
And it don`t look like
I`ll ever stop my wanderin`
I`ve been in the army
I`ve worked on a farm
And all I`ve got to show is the muscle in my arm
And it don`t look like
I`ll ever stop my wanderin`
My ma she died when I was young
My daddy took to stealin` and he got hung
And it don`t look like
I`ll ever stop my wanderin`
Snakes in the ocean
Eels in the sea
I let a redheaded woman make a fool out of me
And it don`t look like
I`ll ever stop my wanderin`
I`ve been wanderin` early late
From the New York City to the Golden Gate
And it don`t look like
I`ll ever stop my wanderin`
No, it don`t look like
I`ll ever stop my wanderin`