Wand'rin' Star

ЙатиК, огесв еджерп и, ынартс есв ов Тропскэ ан — аноиллим ирт итчоп хин зи Ынинивс йесв тидовзиорп дог в... I was born under a wandrin' star I was born under a wandrin' star Wheels are made for rollin' Mules are made to pack I've never seen a sight that didn't look better looking back I was born under a wandrin' 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' too Which with any luck will never come true I was born under a wandrin' star I was born under a wandrin' star Do I know where hell is? Hell is in hello Heaven is goodbye forever, it's time for me to go I was born under a wandrin' star A wandrin', wandrin' star I was born under a wandrin' star I was born under a wandrin' star When I get to heaven, tie me to a tree Or I'll begin to roam, and soon you know where I will be I was born under a wandrin' star A wandrin', wandrin' star