| Got a message from the wind today
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| When it blew a tear across my face
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| It said it’s time to turn and go its way
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| Guess it’s time I’m movin’on
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| Saw a bird sail the breeze that blows
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| across the ridge the way I need to go It took this much of my life to know
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| I’ll probably never find a home
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| A wanderin’life is what I have
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| comin’in and headin’out
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| The urge to go is in my blood to stay
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| The wind is startin’to pick up today
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| Might’ve had what I left to find
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| in the place that I left behind
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| but a different breeze was blowin’in my mind
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| and it just would not let me see
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| Now I’m standin’here but it’s just not the same
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| I guess the only thing I know is change
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| The winds a-startin'to blow again
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| Guess it’s time for me to leave
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| A wanderin’life is what I have
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| comin’in and headin’out
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| The urge to go is in my blood to stay
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| I’ll probably never know another way
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| The wind is startin’to pick up today |