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don't wanna sit by (Uh, huh)
I don't wanna worry
'bout streaming numbers, Getting clout
I just wanna chill and vibe (That's right)
Wanderer, wanderer

Wanderers and nomads have gone to see their chieftains
Will this be the end of the rain and the birds?
Who can send an emissary to speak

Wanderer

Amon Amarth

Jomsviking

2016

Then I knew my life was saved

On the run
All alone
Hopes returned
Wanderer

On the run
Not alone
The road goes on
Wanderer

I am haunted by

Wanderers and nomads have gone to see their chieftains 
Will this be the end of the rain and the birds? 
Who can send an emissary to speak

To you, was it a summer wasted?
Waiting in line at Heathrow
Looking at my reflections in those glass ceilings
By the time you get home
I will be gone

you by my side is where I belong
Cruising around and searching for something more

We're wanderers, travelers, seekers
Van life in the wild

gets dark like supper time
So he don't socialize
The lone wanderer
And his wife
She solarize bring sunshine and good vibes
He hold it down hope he's

Feel the force when we come across (we raw)
Hit record and we’re breaking jaws (of course)
With lyrical allure for sure, flowing steady like an oar

regrets?
Well, a penny costs two and a half cents, so…
Unknown saliva slithers through the wanderers
A story or a metaphor, the phantom ponders
Unknown

Soothsayer cries
You’re blind as you swallow lies
By gods despised       
Wanderers   
 We’re wanderers 
Gold sands of dunes in an hour glass measure the time

will endure to find the stars
Baptized by the unknown, we were then
Forevermore we'll be named star wanderers

We're star wanderers
The first ones of our

Dorraine of Ponchartrain

Johnny Cash

Ridin' the Rails: The Great American Train Story

1975

As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way
Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain
I pinned a flower

Then you're proved, that is's a dumb thing
You're telling a drowning man, not to grab for straws
I'm a kid in a rowboat, who's lost his oars..

Going

from port to harbour
City by city, wanderer
Asking strangers if you're there
Going wherever you were

What is forecast
What's this glowing out at sea

I see it all

The Child (sees the Viator wending his way)
Becomes the Wanderer on the Earth
The Wanderer (led by the Mentor grey)
Becomes the Viator

Row, Row, Row

Al Hirt

The Al Hirt Collection

1997

Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by

Hey! His fable of mind

Madness returns again
Cries erupt from the mouth like a gun

I am a wanderer on his way
To a lost world invented by me
And I

Sing him to the shore

By day their oars became their mantra, at night they camped along the way
Shared music round the fire with folks from Wales

Row, Row, Row

Al Hirt

1961-1966

1999

Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by

Row, Row, Row

Bing Crosby

Bing's Buddies

1951

Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by

There's No Boat Like a Rowboat

Perry Como

Perry Como with the Fontane Sisters

2001

can make 
On a lake in the park 

It's an ocean of devotion 
A floating dream for two . . . 

Oh, I keep hopin' that 
The oars will stray 
So we could

of a suitcase
Static months at best
I am a wanderer
Thank you for the meal
(Woo)
I won't come by tomorrow
The call to go is real

I am a wanderer
Yes, I am

star
I'm a midnight wanderer
Singing from the heart

Through the crowded streets
I find my way
People passing by
But they don't hear what I say
With

star
I'm a midnight wanderer
Singing from the heart

Through the crowded streets
I find my way
People passing by
But they don't hear what I say
With