The Wanderer

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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 'cos to me their all the same
    I hug 'em and I squeeze them, they don't even know my name
    They call me the Wanderer, yeah the Wanderer
    I roam around and round and round and round and round

    Well there's Flo on my left and there's Mary on my right
    But Janie is the girl, well, that I'll be with tonight
    And when she asks me which one I love the best
    I'll tear open my shirt and show them Rosie on my chest
    'Cos I'm a Wnderer, yeah a Wanderer
    I roam around and round and round and round and round

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

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    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 falling for some girl
    Well I hop right into that car of mine and roam around the world
    'Cos I'm a Wanderer, yeah the Wanderer
    I roam around and round and round and round and round and round and round

    Well I roam from town to town
    I go through life without a care
    And I'm as happy as a clown
    With my two fists of iron I'm goin' 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 falling for some girl
    Well I hop right into that car of mine and roam around the world
    'Cos I'm a Wanderer, yeah a Wanderer
    I roam around and round and round and round and round
    They call me the Wanderer, yeah the Wanderer
    I roam around and round and round and round and round and round and round

    They call me the Wanderer, they call me the Wanderer
    I roam around and round and round and round and round
    They call me a Wanderer, yeah a Wanderer
    I roam around and round and round and round and round and round and round

    They call me the Wanderer, yeah the Wanderer
    I roam around and round and round and round and round
    'Cos I'm a Wanderer......

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    Composition: Ernest Peter Maresca, James (Gb 3) Colin, and Bernard John Frost

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