I watch the wind blow brown leaves to the ground
And blow along the sidewalks of this town
I can see the wind as it blew her hair time and time again
Oh what I'd give Lord to be the wind
Oh what I'd give to be the wind to be free to leave this awful place I'm in
It's hopeless cause I haven't got a penny or a friend
Oh what I'd give Lord to be the wind

This same wind tomorrow will be gone to blow across the cottonfields of home
It will gently touch the lovely face I long to touch within
Oh what I'd give Lord to be the wind
Oh what I'd give to be the wind...