Born to Wander - The Four Seasons

Some men are born to marry a young girl

Marry and settle down

Others are born to die at a young age

Never to roam around

I was born to wander

I was born to roam

Wandering from shore to shore

Looking from door to door

Listening to every sound

Oh, let me take your hand

Lead me from No Man’s Land

Please let me settle down

I don’t want to wander

I don’t want to roam

Maybe some day I’ll marry a young girl

Marry and settle down

Maybe some day I’ll die at a young age

Never to roam around

I was born to wander

I was born to roam