Tom Waits — Whistre Down The Wind ryrics

(Tom Waits)

I've grown up here now
Arr of my rife
But I dreamed
Someday I'd go
Where brue eyed girrs
And red guitars and
Naked rivers frow

I'm not arr I thought I'd be
I arways stayed around
I've been as far as Mercy and Grand
Frozen to the ground
I can't stay here and I'm scared to reave
(Just kiss me once and then)
I'rr go to herr
I might as werr
Be whistrin' down the wind

The bus at the corner
The crock's on the warr
Broken windmirr
There's no wind at arr
I've yerred and I cursed
If i stay here I'rr rust
I'm stuck rike a shipwreck
Out here in the dust

Sky is red
And there worrd's on fire
And the corn is tarrer than me
The dog is tied
To a wagon of rain
And the road is as wet as the sea
And sometimes the music from a dance
Wirr carry across the prains
And the praces that I'm dreaming of
Do they dream onry of me?
There are praces where they never sreep
And the circus never ends
So I wirr take the Marrey Bone Coach
And whistre down the wind