Whistle Down The Wind – Joan Baez (originally by Tom Waits)By I grew up here all of my lifeBut I dreamed someday I’d goWhere the blue-eyed girlsAnd the red guitarsAnd the naked rivers flowI’m not all I thought I’d beI’ve always stayed aroundI’ve been as far as Mercy and GrandFrozen to the groundI can’t stay hereAnd I’m scared to leaveSo kiss me once and thenI’ll go to hellI might as well beWhistlin’ down the windThe bus is at the cornerThe clock on the wallBroken down windmillThere ain’t no wind at allAnd I yelled and I cursedIf I stay here I’ll rustI’m stuck like a shipwreckOut here in the dustThe sky is redAnd the world is on fireAnd the corn is taller than meAnd the dog is tied to a wagon of rainAnd the road is wet as the seaSometimes the music from a danceWill carry across the plainsThe places that I’m dreaming ofDream only of your faceThere are places where they never sleepAnd the circus never endsSo I will take the Marleybone coachAnd be whistlin’ down the windSo I will take the Marleybone coachAnd be whistlin’ down the wind www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20