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Iand've grew up here
all of my life,
but i dreamed
someday iand'd go.
where blue eyed girls
and red guitars and
the naked rivers flow
Iand'm not all i thought that iand'd be!
iand've always stayed around!
iand've been as far as mercy and grand
frozen to the ground.
i canand't stay here and iand'm scared to leave
so kiss me once and then.
and iand'll go to hell,
i might as well
be whistlinand' down the wind.
The bus at the corner,
the clockand's on the wall,
the broken down windmill,
there ainand't no wind at all.
iand've yelled and i cursed,
if i stay here iand'll rust,
iand'm stuck like a shipwreck
out here in the dust.
The sky is red
and the world is on fire
and the corn is taller than me.
and the dog is tied
to a wagon of rain
and the road is wet as the sea.
and sometimes the music from a dance
will carry across the plains.
and the places that iand'm dreaming of
do they dream only of me?
there are places where they never sleep
and the circus never ends.
So i will take the marley bone coach
and be whistling down the wind.
So i will take the marley bone coach
and be whistling down the wind.
Tom Waits
Whistle Down The Wind (for Tom Jans)
Whistle Down The Wind (for Tom Jans)
Iand've grew up here
all of my life,
but i dreamed
someday iand'd go.
where blue eyed girls
and red guitars and
the naked rivers flow
Iand'm not all i thought that iand'd be!
iand've always stayed around!
iand've been as far as mercy and grand
frozen to the ground.
i canand't stay here and iand'm scared to leave
so kiss me once and then.
and iand'll go to hell,
i might as well
be whistlinand' down the wind.
The bus at the corner,
the clockand's on the wall,
the broken down windmill,
there ainand't no wind at all.
iand've yelled and i cursed,
if i stay here iand'll rust,
iand'm stuck like a shipwreck
out here in the dust.
The sky is red
and the world is on fire
and the corn is taller than me.
and the dog is tied
to a wagon of rain
and the road is wet as the sea.
and sometimes the music from a dance
will carry across the plains.
and the places that iand'm dreaming of
do they dream only of me?
there are places where they never sleep
and the circus never ends.
So i will take the marley bone coach
and be whistling down the wind.
So i will take the marley bone coach
and be whistling down the wind.
