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• Artiste: Miranda Lambert
• Titre: Wandering Spirit
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When all twelve of the Apostles try to ring me on the phone Take a message but I won't return their call For I have no eyes to see him and I thought I lost my way And I know I've lost the keys to the door And I climbed the highest mountain and I looked down at the sea And I saw a ship a-sailing to the shore I took a passage to the East and then I journeyed to the West And I made love from Battambang to Baltimore And I said, oh, am I running in a race I said, oh, am I getting anyplace And I said, oh, can I make it I'm a wandеring spirit Wandering spirit, yeah Wandering spirit And I’m a rеstless soul I was a glutton at the banquet and I spilt the finest wine Trod the pyramids and ruins of Angkor And I kissed the Mona Lisa and had breakfast with king And I touched the nerves of nature in the raw And I said, oh, am I running in a race I said, oh, am I getting anyplace And I said, oh, can I make it I'm a wandering spirit Wandering spirit, yeah Wandering spirit And I’m no place to call my own I said, oh, am I running in a race And I said, oh, am I getting anyplace And I said, oh, can I make it I can’t make it I'm a wandering spirit Wandering spirit, yeah I'm a wandering spirit Wandering spirit, yeah I'm a wandering spirit Wandering spirit, yeah Wandering spirit Yeah, and I’m no place to call my home