What I'd Give To Be The Wind - Roger Miller

I watch the wind blow brown leaves to the ground

And blow along the sidewalks of this town

I can see the wind as it blew her hair

Time and time again

Oh what I’d give Lord to be the wind

Oh what I’d give to be the wind

To be free to leave this awful place I’m in

It’s hopeless «cos I haven’t got a penny

Or a friend

Oh what I’d give Lord to be the wind

This same wind tomorrow will be gone

To blow across the cottonfields of home

It will gently touch the lovely face I long to touch again

Oh what I’d give Lord to be the wind

Oh what I’d give to be the wind…