James Barton: I was born under a wand'rin' star I was born under a wand'rin' star Staying put can kill ya Standing still's a curse But to settle down can drive ya mad But moving on is worse I was born under a wand'rin' star Now, when I learned to talk The word they taught me was 'good-bye' That and where's your hat will do Until the day I die Aching for the stop and always aching for the go Searching, but for what I never will know I was born under a wand'rin' star I was born under a wand'rin' star When I get to heaven Tie me to a tree Or I'll begin to roam And soon you know where I will be I was born under a wand'rin' star A wand'rin', wand'rin' star Now, when I learned to talk The word they taught me was 'good-bye' That and where's your hat will do Until the day I die Aching for the stop and always aching for the go Searching, but for what I never will know I was born under a wand'rin' star A wand'rin', wand'rin' star