| I remember, when I told her
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| That she could go, if she wanted to
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| I told her, any way the wind blows, it’s cool
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| That’s what I said y’all
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| But she chose, to walk away from me
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| Now I’m back down on my knees, beggin' please
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| Wind, wind, wind
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| Blow her back my way
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| Wind, wind, wind
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| Blow, her back my way
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| I should have ??? |
| one more time to stay
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| But I didn’t think, she had the nerver to walk away
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| Nobody knows, how I really need her
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| Nobody knows, how I would just like to see her
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| But I don’t know, just where she’s at
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| So I’m begging you mister wind, please blow her back
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| Wind, wind, wind
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| Blow her back my way
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| Wind, wind, wind
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| Blow, her back my way |