The Wanderer
I went out walkin'
Through streets paved with gold
Lifted some stones saw the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul
I went out walkin' under an atomic sky
Where the ground won't turn and the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye
Yeah I went with nothin'
Nothin' but the thought of you
I went wandering
I went drifting through the capitals of tin
Where men can't walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens like to sit
They say, "They want the kingdom"
But they don't want God in it
I went out ridin' down that old eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Lookin' for my own name
I went with nothin'
But the thought you'd be there too
Lookin' for you
I went out there in search of experience
To taste and to touch and to feel as much
As a man can before he repents
I went out searching
Lookin' for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his father's right hand
I went out walkin' with a Bible and a gun
The word of God lay heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one
Now Jesus, don't you wait up
Jesus, I'll be home soon
Yeah I went out for the papers, told her, I'd be back by noon
Yeah I left with nothin'
But the thought you'd be there too
Lookin' for you
Yeah I left with nothin'
Nothin' but the thought of you
I went wanderin'
Through streets paved with gold
Lifted some stones saw the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul
I went out walkin' under an atomic sky
Where the ground won't turn and the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye
Yeah I went with nothin'
Nothin' but the thought of you
I went wandering
I went drifting through the capitals of tin
Where men can't walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens like to sit
They say, "They want the kingdom"
But they don't want God in it
I went out ridin' down that old eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Lookin' for my own name
I went with nothin'
But the thought you'd be there too
Lookin' for you
I went out there in search of experience
To taste and to touch and to feel as much
As a man can before he repents
I went out searching
Lookin' for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his father's right hand
I went out walkin' with a Bible and a gun
The word of God lay heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one
Now Jesus, don't you wait up
Jesus, I'll be home soon
Yeah I went out for the papers, told her, I'd be back by noon
Yeah I left with nothin'
But the thought you'd be there too
Lookin' for you
Yeah I left with nothin'
Nothin' but the thought of you
I went wanderin'
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen, Dave Evans, Paul David Hewson
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