billy bragg
listening to the wind that blows
there's a girl as she is sleeping sleeping in her sweet repose i'm her broken-hearted sweetheart listening to that wind that blows when my good friends gather 'round me where my graveyard flowers grow in my grave i'll be there sleeping listening to that wind that blows blow wind blow long low and lonesome blow wind blow where no heart knows i'm your lonesome-hearted listener listening to that lonesome wind that blows on those ocean sands i wandered where those whitecap breakers roll i walked along the beach at midnight listening to that wind that blows in this great and crowded city where the silver dollar flows many's a broken-hearted sweetheart listening to that wind that blows blow wind blow long low and lonesome blow wind blow where no heart knows i'm your lonesome-hearted listener listening to that lonesome wind that blows i dreamt last night we lay together arm in arm we took a stroll i woke up and the sky was cloudy listening to that wind that blows has it come your time to leave me? has it come your time to go? always dear i'll be here waiting listening to that wind that blows blow wind blow long low and lonesome blow wind blow where no heart knows i'm your lonesome-hearted listener listening to that lonesome wind that blows