Oh well, I'm the type of guy
Who will never settle down
Where pretty girls are.
Well, you know that I'm around.
I kiss em and I love em,
Cause to me they're all the same.
Yeah, I hug em and I squeeze em.
They don't even know my name.
They call me the wanderer,
Yeah, the wanderer.
I roam, around, around, around, around.
Oh well, there's Flo on my left
And there's Mary on my right.
And Janie is the girl,
Well, that I'll be with tonight.
And when she asks me
Which one I love the best.
Well, I tear open my shirt
And show of Rosie on my chest.
Cause I'm the wanderer,
Yeah, the wanderer.
I roam, around, around, around, around.
Oh well, I roam from town to town.
I go through life without a care.
And I'm as happy as a clown
With my two fists of iron
And I'm going nowhere.
Oh yeah, I'm the type of guy
That likes to roam around.
I'm never in one place.
I roam from town to town.
And when I find myself,
Oh well, I'm falling for some girl.
I hop right into that car of mine
And I drive around the world.
Cause I'm the wanderer,
Yeah, the wanderer.
I roam, around, around, around, around.
Oh yeah, I'm the type of guy
That likes to roam around.
I'm never in one place.
I roam from town to town.
And when I find myself,
Oh well, I'm falling for some girl.
I hop right into that car of mine
And I drive around the world.
Cause I'm the wanderer,
Yeah, the wanderer.
I roam, around, around, around, around.
Yeah I'm the wanderer,
Oh, the wanderer.
I roam, around, around, around, around.
They call me the wanderer,
Yeah, the wanderer.
I roam, around, around, around, around.
Cause I'm the wanderer,
Yeah, the wanderer.
I roam, around, around, around, around.
Writer(s): Ernie Maresca
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