Because Of The Wind Lyrics

	作词 : Ely
	Do you know why the trees bend
	At the west Texas border?
	Do you know why they bend
	Sway and twine?
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Across that lonesome border
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Almost all the time.
	Have you seen my Caroline
	Up in Amarillo
	Have you seen my Caroline
	The one that I call mine
	Well, if you see my Caroline
	With her hair of yellow
	If you see my Caroline
	Tell her I'm doin' fine.
	She is to me like the breeze
	That blows from Corpus Christi
	She is to me like the breeze
	That blows up from the sea
	Now if she is like the breeze
	That blows from Corpus Christi
	Then I must be like the trees,
	Cause Caroline blows through me.
	Do you know why the trees bend
	At the west Texas border?
	Do you know why they bend
	Sway and twine?
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Across that lonesome border
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Almost all the time.
	er hide.
	Crawdaddy opened his pintchers wide.
	Lord, he opened his pintchers wide.
	Whistle Man, Whistle Man, wasn't he brave?
	A little crawdaddy tried to whoop this train.
	He was brave all right, brave as any man,
	But his judgement, Lord, wasn't worth a damn.
	Whistle Man, Whistle Man, blow it low,
	Crawdaddy ain't in this world no more.
	Whistle Man, Whistle Man, Whistle Man,
	Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land.
	Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land.
	(Train whistle) Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land.

	zuo ci : Ely
	Do you know why the trees bend
	At the west Texas border?
	Do you know why they bend
	Sway and twine?
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Across that lonesome border
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Almost all the time.
	Have you seen my Caroline
	Up in Amarillo
	Have you seen my Caroline
	The one that I call mine
	Well, if you see my Caroline
	With her hair of yellow
	If you see my Caroline
	Tell her I' m doin' fine.
	She is to me like the breeze
	That blows from Corpus Christi
	She is to me like the breeze
	That blows up from the sea
	Now if she is like the breeze
	That blows from Corpus Christi
	Then I must be like the trees,
	Cause Caroline blows through me.
	Do you know why the trees bend
	At the west Texas border?
	Do you know why they bend
	Sway and twine?
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Across that lonesome border
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Almost all the time.
	er hide.
	Crawdaddy opened his pintchers wide.
	Lord, he opened his pintchers wide.
	Whistle Man, Whistle Man, wasn' t he brave?
	A little crawdaddy tried to whoop this train.
	He was brave all right, brave as any man,
	But his judgement, Lord, wasn' t worth a damn.
	Whistle Man, Whistle Man, blow it low,
	Crawdaddy ain' t in this world no more.
	Whistle Man, Whistle Man, Whistle Man,
	Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land.
	Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land.
	Train whistle Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land.

	zuò cí : Ely
	Do you know why the trees bend
	At the west Texas border?
	Do you know why they bend
	Sway and twine?
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Across that lonesome border
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Almost all the time.
	Have you seen my Caroline
	Up in Amarillo
	Have you seen my Caroline
	The one that I call mine
	Well, if you see my Caroline
	With her hair of yellow
	If you see my Caroline
	Tell her I' m doin' fine.
	She is to me like the breeze
	That blows from Corpus Christi
	She is to me like the breeze
	That blows up from the sea
	Now if she is like the breeze
	That blows from Corpus Christi
	Then I must be like the trees,
	Cause Caroline blows through me.
	Do you know why the trees bend
	At the west Texas border?
	Do you know why they bend
	Sway and twine?
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Across that lonesome border
	The trees bend because of the wind
	Almost all the time.
	er hide.
	Crawdaddy opened his pintchers wide.
	Lord, he opened his pintchers wide.
	Whistle Man, Whistle Man, wasn' t he brave?
	A little crawdaddy tried to whoop this train.
	He was brave all right, brave as any man,
	But his judgement, Lord, wasn' t worth a damn.
	Whistle Man, Whistle Man, blow it low,
	Crawdaddy ain' t in this world no more.
	Whistle Man, Whistle Man, Whistle Man,
	Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land.
	Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land.
	Train whistle Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land.

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