Because Of The Wind

Lyrics for Because Of The Wind

Do you know why the trees bend At the west Texas border? Do you know why they bend Sway and twine? The trees bend because of the wind Across that lonesome border The trees bend because of the wind Almost all the time. Have you seen my Caroline Up in Amarillo Have you seen my Caroline The one that I call mine Well, if you see my Caroline With her hair of yellow If you see my Caroline Tell her I'm doin' fine. She is to me like the breeze That blows from Corpus Christi She is to me like the breeze That blows up from the sea Now if she is like the breeze That blows from Corpus Christi Then I must be like the trees, Cause Caroline blows through me. Do you know why the trees bend At the west Texas border? Do you know why they bend Sway and twine? The trees bend because of the wind Across that lonesome border The trees bend because of the wind Almost all the time. Er hide. Crawdaddy opened his pintchers wide. Lord, he opened his pintchers wide. Whistle Man, Whistle Man, wasn't he brave? A little crawdaddy tried to whoop this train. He was brave all right, brave as any man, But his judgement, Lord, wasn't worth a damn. Whistle Man, Whistle Man, blow it low, Crawdaddy ain't in this world no more. Whistle Man, Whistle Man, Whistle Man, Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land. Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land. (Train whistle) Blow it for the crawdaddy in the promised land.