Roll on, little wagon on wheels.
To a new place, I release.
Roll on, little wagon on wheels.
Glimpses of places unseen un-reached.
Seeks a way into me with a cool breeze
And rumbling beats.
Roll on little wagon on wheels.
To a new place, I release.
For miles I travel on an unplanned leash.
Meet people with need and people with greed.
Smiles often mask a saddened screen.
Roll on little wagon on wheels.
To a new place, I release.
A feather I place in my book of keeps.
A traveler at cross roads,
Home is where I sleep.
Roll on little wagon on wheels.
To a new place, I release.
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