And wild is the wind Wild is the wind You touch me I hear the sound of mandolins You kiss me With your kiss my life begins All things to me Don't you know you're life itself Like a leaf clings to a tree

Where to go and what to do Wasted hours that you make new All those wasted hours we used to know Spent the summers staring out the window The wind it takes you where it wants to go At first they built the road then they built the town That's why we're

Road trippin', summertime livin' with your hands out kissin' the wind Stuck a little somethin in my old back pocket, break it out later if you like that When the sun's dippin, we'll start to start sippin' Road, road, road, road trippin', trippin',

And I, can't wait It's the thrill I feel my heart beat racing And I, can't wait, can't wait Cause these moments go ugly and get undone Can you roll down a window I just wanna feel the wind blow, in my face That's why I never wanna close my eyes Yeah, I

You cut into my life Tar baby, tar baby Grandma came to see Something she could not believe How could her girl be Told the secret she conceived Oh, that big old smile of yours Could turn the wind into a song

They say I made the moon Everything was in the dark No memories at all Just a tiny freezing wind in my back As I was sitting there Singing a song they had never heard before Suddenly, a voice told me "Keep on singing, little boy And raise your arms in

And I thought about you I took a trip on a train I passed a shadowy lane Two or three cars arked under the stars A winding stream Moon shining down on some little town And with each beam, the same old dream And every stop that we made, oh, I thought

All I wanna do is see my granny on the other side All I wanna do is kill the man that made my momma cry Grateful for the blessings you bring Thank you for the ones I love Forgive me for the times I was Down and confused, I know What I reap is what I will

When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze And touches with her hand the summer trees, Perhaps you'll understand what memories I own. There's a dance pavilion in the rain all shuttered down, A winding country lane all russet brown, A

I live on a lonely avenue My little girl wouldn't say I do Well, I feel so sad and blue I could cry, I could cry, I could cry (oh) Lonely avenue Now my room has got two windows But the sunshine never comes through You know it's always dark and dreary