But I will roll with the wind,
roll with the wind,
It's a lonely soul that rolls
with the wind
The vacant walks the desperate
talks
It's a heroes hand that I
have played
The shriek of brakes the double
takes
I faced the truth and was
blown away
But I will roll with the wind,
roll with the wind,
It's a lonely soul that rolls
with the wind
The carving knives the starving
lives
It's a cruel game that I have
played
the coattailsthe jealous jails
I grew up fast and was blown
away
But I will roll with the wind,
roll with the wind,
It's a lonely soul that rolls
with the wind
The just man the hard land
It's an old tune that I have
played
The blood ties the tired eyes
I cut my roots and was blown
away
But I will roll with the wind,
roll with the wind
It's a lonely soul that rolls
with the wind
The naked skin the camera lens
It's a straight mans part
that I have played
The whispered words the wings
of birds
I breathed the air and was
blown away
But I will roll with the wind,
roll with the wind
It's a lonely soul that rolls
with the wind.
© 1982 Brian Rose
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