I'm not sleeping
Cold wind blowing
In the middle of the night they
Try to find me but I'm still driving
If you're going to San Francisco
Lay some flowers on the grave stone
There's music on the station but I'm just listening to cold wind whistling
And if they ever find me tell the papers cold wind, cold wind
Cold, cold wind blowing
Cold wind blowing
Hey Hey Hey
Something ain't right
Something ain't right
And if they ever find me tell the papers cold wind, cold wind
Cold, cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing,
Cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing
In the middle of the summer I'm not sleeping Cold wind blowing In the middle of the night they Try to find me but I'm still driving If you're going to San Francisco Lay some flowers on the grave stone There's music on the station but I'm just listening to cold wind whistling And if they ever find me tell the papers cold wind, cold wind Cold, cold wind blowing Cold wind blowing Hey Hey Hey Something ain't right Something ain't right And if they ever find me tell the papers cold wind, cold wind Cold, cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing, Cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing Explain Request ×
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