I was born for roaming And guess I always will I wonder if it's greener On the far side of that hill Hey Dan, look down yonder There's earth and green and sky I bet we could get on down there In the battin' of an eye And further west there's ocean A miner told me so, And the sun it shines so brightly It scares off winter snow But Dan, sometimes I'm tired Sometimes I'm lonesome too Sometimes I see a farmer Walking slow when day is through And I know he's got a woman waiting supper everyday And I curse this wanderin' fever That stole my love away Guess I was born for roaming And roam I always will Oh I wonder if it's greener On the far side of the hill I wonder if it's greener On the far side of that hill