The Wanderer

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The Wanderer
Album: Singel, Ain't Got No Cadillac - Album
Utgivningsår: 1985, 2002
Textförfattare: Ernie Maresca


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En cover som först framfördes av Dion DiMucci 1961. Låten släpptes ut på singel tillsammans med It's All Over Now.

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Well, I'm the type of guy who will never settle down Where pretty girls are well, you know that I'm around I kiss 'em and I love 'em 'cause to me they're all the same I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em they don't even know my name They call me the wanderer Yeah, the wanderer I roam around, around, around

Oh well, there's Flo on my left and there's Mary on my right And Janie is the girl with that I'll be with tonight And when she asks me, which one I love the best? I tear open my shirt and there is Rosie on my chest

The call me the wanderer Yeah, the wanderer I roam around, around, around

Well, I roam from town to town I go through life without a care And I'm as happy as a clown I with my two fists of iron and I'm going nowhere

Well, I'm the type of guy that likes to roam around I'm never in one place, I roam from town to town And when I find myself fallin' for some girl I hop right into that car of mine and travel around the world

They call me the wanderer Yeah, the wanderer I roam around, around, around

I roam from town to town I go through life without a care And I'm as happy as a clown I with my two fists of iron and I'm going nowhere


Well, I'm the type of guy who will never settle down Where pretty girls are well, you know that I'm around I kiss 'em and I love 'em 'cause to me they're all the same I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em they don't even know my name They call me the wanderer Yeah, a wanderer I roam around, around, around

The call me the wanderer Yeah, a wanderer I roam around, around, around

The call me the wanderer Yeah, a wanderer I roam around, around, around