Sam Cooke - The Wayward Wind lyrics

O, the wayward wind is a restless wind Is a restless wind that yearns to wander On the eye was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind And a lovely shack by a railroad track I spent my younger days and I guess the sound of the outward bound made me a slave to my wandering days and the wayward wind O, the wayward wind is a restless wind Is a restless wind that yearns to wander On the eye was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind I met her there in a border town We vowed we'd never part though I tried my best to settle down now she's alone with the broken heart O, the wayward wind is a restless wind Is a restless wind that yearns to wander On the eye was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind