I was born under a wanderin' star
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I was born under a wanderin' star
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Wheels are made for rollin'
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Mules are made to pack
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I never seen a sight
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that didn't look better lookin' back
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I was born under a wanderin' star
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Mud can make you pris'ner and
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The plains can make you dry
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Snow can burn your eyes
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But only people make you cry
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Home is made for comin' from
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For dreams of goin' to
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Which, with any luck
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will never come true
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I was born under a wanderin' star
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I was born under a wanderin' star
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Do I know where hell is?
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Hell is is hello
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Heaven is goodbye forever
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It's time for me to go
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I was born under a wanderin' star
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I was born under a wanderin' star
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When I get to heaven
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Tie me to a tree
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Or I'll begin to roam
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And soon you'll know where I'll be
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I was born under a wanderin' star
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I was born under a wanderin' star
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Wanderin' Star
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| Shane MacGowan & The Popes |
