Tekstovi: Frankie Laine. Cry of the Wild Goose.

My heart knows what the wild goose knows
And I must go where the wild goose goes
Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?
A wanderin' fool or a heart at rest?

Tonight I heard the wild goose cry
Wingin' north in the lonely sky
I tried to sleep, but it wasn't no use
'Cause I am a brother to the old wild goose

My heart knows what the wild goose knows
And I must go where the wild goose goes
Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?
A wanderin' fool or a heart at rest?

Woman was kind and true to me
She thinks she loves me, the more fool she
She's gotta learn that it ain't no use
To love the brother of the old wild goose

My heart knows what the wild goose knows
And I must go where the wild goose goes
Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?
A wanderin' fool or a heart at rest?

Oh, you wild goose

The cabin is warm and the snow is deep
And I've got a woman who lies asleep
When she wakes at tomorrow's dawn
She'll find, poor critter, that her man is gone

My heart knows what the wild goose knows
And I must go where the wild goose goes
Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?
A wanderin' fool or a heart at rest?

Let me fly, let me fly, let me fly away

Spring is comin' and the ice will break
And I can't linger for a woman's sake
She'll see a shadow pass overhead
She'll find a feather besides my bed

My heart knows what the wild goose knows
And I must go where the wild goose goes
Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?
A wanderin' fool or a heart at rest?

Wild goose, brother goose
Wild goose, brother goose
Wild goose, brother goose
Wild goose, brother goose
Wild goose, brother goose
Wild goose, brother goose