Acquainted With The Wind - Steve Earle & The Dukes, The Dukes, Steve Earle

I’m a travelin' man wherever I roam

All over this land, I’m never alone

‘Cause I’m acquainted with the wind

And me and him keep travelin' along

No shelter from the storm

No pillow for my head except for maybe my arm

But I’m sleepin' like the dead

No ceilin' but the sky and here I lie

And in the mornin' I’ll be gone

Wherever I will

Whenever I please

I’m howlin' like a gale

I’m whisperin' like a breeze

I’m acquainted with the wind

And I reckon that it’s him that’s carryin' me

I’m the ramblin' kind

No matter where I roll, everybody stands aside

Lets me rumble down the road

Ain’t got a lot of friends

But I’m acquainted with the wind

And we’re travelin' along

Wherever I will

Whenever I please

I’m howlin' like a gale

I’m whisperin' like a breeze

I’m acquainted with the wind

And I reckon that it’s him that’s carryin' me