Wandering - Traditional 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
     

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