Blow Wind - Those Poor Bastards

I was talking to the wind tonight

I was hoping it would hear my plight

So lonesome since we’ve been apart

She put a spell on my sad old heart

Blow wind, blow wind

Blow my baby back home again

Cool breeze passing through the trees

Went and fell on my mangled knees

Sucked the air into my aching lungs

Formed these words with my bitter tongue

Blow wind, blow wind

Blow my baby back home again

Sugar, sugar

Sugar, sugar

Sugar, sugar

I feel so cold

Willows growing up into the sun

Can’t seem to get along with anyone

Truth hit me like a shotgun blast

All these women they move too fast

Blow wind, blow wind

Blow my baby back home again

There’s mystery hiding everywhere

But when I look it’s never there

Nothing hiding up my dirty sleeve

All i’ve got to do is sit and grieve

Blow wind, blow wind

Blow my baby back home again

Sugar, sugar

Sugar, sugar

Sugar, sugar

I feel so cold