Crying on your shoulder, I'm headed for Boulder
Rather take the train; got no money to pay
Sleep in a boarding house, soup in a can
Wayward winds they blow me, here and there with the sand
Sleep in a boarding house, soup in a can
Wayward winds they blow me, here and there with the sand
Rather take the train; got no money to pay
Sleep in a boarding house, soup in a can
Wayward winds they blow me, here and there with the sand
Sleep in a boarding house, soup in a can
Wayward winds they blow me, here and there with the sand
