To all the girls I've loved before To all the girls we've loved before I'm glad they came along I dedicate this song The winds of change are always blowing And ev'ry time I tried to stay The winds of change continued blowing We're glad they came along We

To all the girls I've loved before To all the girls we've loved before I'm glad they came along I dedicate this song The winds of change are always blowing And ev'ry time I tried to stay The winds of change continued blowing We're glad they came along We

And the sound of distant thunder. The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,

To all the girls I've loved before To all the girls we've loved before I'm glad they came along I dedicate this song The winds of change are always blowing And ev'ry time I tried to stay The winds of change continued blowing We're glad they came along We

Rockin' robin, rock rock Rockin' robin' Blow rockin' robin 'Cause we're really gonna rock tonight He rocks in the tree tops all day long Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song All the little birdies on Jaybird Street Love to hear the robin go tweet

We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore The hammer of the gods Will drive our ships to new lands, To fight the horde, singing and

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kites, those

And the sound of distant thunder. The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,

I know the streets will shed tears for me (They love me, dawg) When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone When my story is over and my song is done All I get is mother fuckin' love in these streets To most of these tricks I'm a mother

And the sound of distant thunder. The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,