THE WANDERING KIND
(Words and Music by Bob Dylan and Helena Springs)
1986 Special Rider Music

Shes like sweet water that runs down my face,
I keep her posted in diamonds and lace.
I give her freedom and what else I can find,
But I know shes restless in her mind
And the wandering kind.

Way down in Texas  many years ago,
She traveled with me to ease my heavy load.
Some big shot saw her cause she looked so fine,
How was he to know she was restless in her mind
And the wandering kind.

A strange bedfellow wandered in her room
She was more unfaithful than I ever could assume
She took his money and slayed him from behind
Cause she knew she was restless in her mind
Shes the wander kind.

Down at the border with new plans of my own
Dont need no woman Ill go it alone
I miss my baby and I cant keep from cryin
Cause I know shes restless in her mind
And the wandering kind.

I should have known better than to get mixed up with her
I guess Ill never know for sure
For better or worse the situation now is reversed
And Im broke cause she is no longer first in my heart.

I wrote this letter before leaving the hotel
To where shes staying in that dark adobe cell
I tried to help her but she knows Im not blind
And because Im not restless in my mind
Im the wandering kind.