The Wanderer
Oh, 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, around
Oh, well, there's Flo on my left arm, and there's Mary on my right
And Janie is the girl, well, that I'll be with tonight
And when she asks me which one I love the best
I tear open my shirt, and I show her "Rosie" on my chest
'Cause I'm a wanderer, yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around, um
Oh, well, I roam from town to town
I go through life without a care
And I'm as happy as a clown
A-with my two fists of iron, but I'm going nowhere, no
Yeah, 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, um, a-fallin' for some girl
Yeah, I hop right into that car of mine
I drive around the world
Yeah, I'm a wanderer, yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around
Let's roam, I said, and go
Oh, yeah, 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 a-fallin' for some girl
I hop right into that car of mine
Drive around the world
'Cause I'm a wanderer, yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around, around, around
'Cause I'm a wanderer, yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around, around, around, around
'Cause I'm a wanderer, I'm a wanderer
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, around
Oh, well, there's Flo on my left arm, and there's Mary on my right
And Janie is the girl, well, that I'll be with tonight
And when she asks me which one I love the best
I tear open my shirt, and I show her "Rosie" on my chest
'Cause I'm a wanderer, yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around, um
Oh, well, I roam from town to town
I go through life without a care
And I'm as happy as a clown
A-with my two fists of iron, but I'm going nowhere, no
Yeah, 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, um, a-fallin' for some girl
Yeah, I hop right into that car of mine
I drive around the world
Yeah, I'm a wanderer, yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around
Let's roam, I said, and go
Oh, yeah, 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 a-fallin' for some girl
I hop right into that car of mine
Drive around the world
'Cause I'm a wanderer, yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around, around, around
'Cause I'm a wanderer, yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around, around, around, around
'Cause I'm a wanderer, I'm a wanderer
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Writer(s): Ernest Peter Maresca
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