Last night I heard the wild goose cry
Winging north in the evening sky
I tried to sleep but it weren't no use
For I am the 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 wandering soul, or a heart at rest?
The cabin is warm and the snow is deep
And I have a woman who lies asleep
When she wakes at tomorrow's dawn
She'll find, poor critter, that her man has 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 wandering soul, or a heart at rest?
My woman is kind and good to me
She thinks that she loves me, the more fool she
She must learn that it ain't no use
To love the 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 wandering soul, or a heart at rest?
The Spring will come 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 goose-feather by her 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 wandering soul, or a heart at rest