Big black cloud
On a yellow plain
Sure enough it
Looks like rain
Packin' up all our
Faith and [bad word] Me and the wanderlust

Open window
Empty bed and chair
Who's that callin'
Ain't nobody there
I look behind me
And I see there's just
Me and the wanderlust

Dead of night
I had a dream
Sky was bright yes and the
Fields were green
I was down the road
In a cloud of dust
Me and the wanderlust

And I'm on the edge
Of an endless fall
Sure enough [bad word] to call
Got to go now
Get on that bus
Me and the wanderlust