Whichever Way The Wind Blows - Dr. John

All my troubles away

Blow wind Blow

Until Judgement Day

You’ve got my ring, and everything

You know you are, so bad

Where can I go Where can I turn

I’m walking in the rain

My head is hung, way down low

It makes my poor heart yearn

It makes me sad

I feel so bad

The way that, it’s all going