Letra de Where The Wind Don't Whine - Richard Thompson
Letra de canci�n de Where The Wind Don't Whine de Richard Thompson lyrics
Get in the car she said and drive me into next week
I should have turned her down, blame my curious streak
I never dreamt that we�d be driving into trouble
Until we hit a rock that bent my nose double
I�d say we both were on run, run, run
She looked too fresh for twenty-one, one, one
She slipped her little hand in mine, mine, mine
Said I�ll take you where the wind don�t whine, whine
I�ll take you where the wind don�t whine
Ah the wheels were moaning, we were heading ninety-five
The rain was beating down, my engine was alive
The roads were empty as the day turned into night
With every street lamp her face shone white
I asked her name and she just smiled, smiled, smiled
We must have clocked a thousand miles, miles, miles
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She said we�ll be there in a while, while, while
I�ll take you where the wind don�t whine, whine
I�ll take you where the wind don�t whine
I was feeling weary when the car died on me
I pulled her over and the strength just drained from me
The price of running�s getting dearer and dearer
And nothing ever seems to get nearer and nearer
I suppose I didn�t make the grade, grade, grade
When I looked around she�d slipped away, �way, �way
Out in the night you�ll see her shine, shine, shine
Waiting where the wind don�t whine, whine
Waiting where the wind don�t whine, whine
Waiting where the wind don�t whine
I should have turned her down, blame my curious streak
I never dreamt that we�d be driving into trouble
Until we hit a rock that bent my nose double
I�d say we both were on run, run, run
She looked too fresh for twenty-one, one, one
She slipped her little hand in mine, mine, mine
Said I�ll take you where the wind don�t whine, whine
I�ll take you where the wind don�t whine
Ah the wheels were moaning, we were heading ninety-five
The rain was beating down, my engine was alive
The roads were empty as the day turned into night
With every street lamp her face shone white
I asked her name and she just smiled, smiled, smiled
We must have clocked a thousand miles, miles, miles
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She said we�ll be there in a while, while, while
I�ll take you where the wind don�t whine, whine
I�ll take you where the wind don�t whine
I was feeling weary when the car died on me
I pulled her over and the strength just drained from me
The price of running�s getting dearer and dearer
And nothing ever seems to get nearer and nearer
I suppose I didn�t make the grade, grade, grade
When I looked around she�d slipped away, �way, �way
Out in the night you�ll see her shine, shine, shine
Waiting where the wind don�t whine, whine
Waiting where the wind don�t whine, whine
Waiting where the wind don�t whine
