Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chinook Wind, artist - Corb Lund. Date of issue: 28.09.2009
Song language: English
Chinook Wind |
| I was born with the Chinook wind howlin in my ears |
| That Rocky Mountain gusty shit, it dried me out for years |
| Way back I think my grandpa had a rope horse by that name |
| All I know is, God, here comes that old west wind again |
| There’s lotsa kinds of problems and there’s lotsa kinds of pain |
| Some will sweat the blazing sun and some rot in the rain |
| Here we got the Chinook wind a blowin' every day |
| It’s gonna send the good dirt east and leave a terrible migraine |
| Let her blow, let her blow |
| Whisper me things that I don’t know |
| Let her blow, let her blow |
| Let her blow away illusions like she melts the driftin' snow |
| There comes a time I stood my ground and said I’ve had my fill |
| Of that moisture sucking west wind roarin' in off them hills |
| Before it flew me crazy I let it carry me away |
| They told me, «Son you ain’t the first, that breeze will |
| Drive a man insane» |
| Let her blow, let her blow |
| Whisper me things that I don’t know |
| Let her blow, let her blow |
| Let her blow away illusions like she melts the winter snow |
| If you need me you can find me here waitin' on a change |
| Staring at the distance and askin' what it takes |
| To make that old Chinook turn back and blow the other way |
| And maybe if I’m lucky have it blow me home again |