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Down the road there was a man walking, walking |
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Knapsack round his back radio talking, talking |
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And his blue suede shoes are covered in mud, but it no matter cause the boys on the run |
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He's the wanderer looking for his long lost home |
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He's only got one place to go |
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He's wandering and wondering when to go home |
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He's not alone, not alone, not alone |
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Feet been walking for a thousand years, trying to drive away those fears, but no |
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Well then he picked up and then he went down south |
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Dad said nothing and mom shut her mouth |
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Well, he never thought too much, just thought he could heal with his touch |
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For those who need help and more love |
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So when love came around I heard the sound |
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Wanderers wandering all round the town |
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But no, they go |
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He's the wanderer looking for his long lost home |
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He's only got one place to go |
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He's wandering and wondering when to go home |
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He's not alone, not alone, not alone |
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Hey, he's the wanderer looking for his long lost home |
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He's only got one fine place to go |
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He's wandering wondering when to go home |
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He's not alone, not alone, not alone |
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We wan wan wandered along, we grabbed our friends and we move along |
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We won won won the war, ya grabbed our guns and ya ran for the door |
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