Wand`rin Star (From Paint Your Wagons)

Lee Marvin

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 I  was born under a Wand`rin Star
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 I  Was born under a Wand`rin Star
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 Mud can make you pris`ner and the plains can 
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bake you dry
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Snow can burn your eyes but only people make you 
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cry
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Home is made for comin` from for dreams of goin`
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to
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Which with any luck will never come true
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 I   was  born under  a Wand`rin` Star
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 I   was  born   under a Wand`rin` Star

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When I get to heaven tie me to a tree
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 Or I`ll begin to roam and soon you know where 
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 I Will be
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 I  was born  under a  Wand`rin Star
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 A  Wand`rin` Wand`rin` Star
 
I`d like to thank Cowboygraphics for the complete
lyrics to this great song!!
 
Music: Frederick Loewe 
Lyrics: Alan Jay Lerner 

BORN UNDER A WANDERIN' STAR 

I was born under a wanderin' star. 
I was born under a wanderin' star. 

Wheels are made for rollin', mules are made to pack. 
I've never seen a site that didn't look better
lookin' back. 

I was born under a wanderin' star. 

Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you
dry. 
Snow can burn your eyes but only people make you cry. 
Home is made for comin' from, for dreams of goin'
to. 
Which with any luck will never come true. 

I was born under a wanderin' star. 
I was born under a wanderin' star. 

Do I know where hell is, hell is in hell-o. 
Heaven is good-bye forever it's time for me to go. 

I was born under a wanderin' star, a wanderin',
wanderin' star. 

Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you
dry. 
Snow can burn your eyes but only people make you cry. 
Home is made for comin' from, for dreams of goin'
to. 
Which with any luck will never come true. 

I was born under a wanderin' star. 
I was born under a wanderin' star. 

When I get to heaven tie me to a tree. 
Or I'll begin to roam and soon you'll know where I
will be. 

I was born under a wanderin' star. 
A wanderin', wanderin' star.

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