Miranda Lambert - Wandering Spirit

When all twelve of the Apostles try to ring me on the phone
Take a message but I won't return the 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

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And I climbed the highest mountain and I looked down at the sea
And I saw a ship a-sailing to the shore
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 wandering spirit (wandering spirit)
Wandering spirit, yeah (wandering spirit)
Wandering spirit (wandering spirit)
And I'm a restless 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 the king
And I touched the nerves of nature in the raw

And I said, "Oh (oh), am I running in a race?
I said, Oh (oh), am I getting anyplace?
And I said, Oh (oh), can I make it?

I'm a wandering spirit (wandering spirit)
Wandering spirit, yeah (wandering spirit)
Wandering spirit
And I've no place to call my own

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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)
Wandering spirit, yeah (wandering spirit)
I'm a wandering spirit (wandering spirit)
Wandering spirit, yeah (wandering spirit)
I'm a wandering spirit (wandering spirit)
Wandering spirit, yeah (wandering spirit)
Wandering spirit (wandering spirit)
Yeah, and I've no place to call my home

Written by:
Jimmy Ripp, Michael Jagger

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