Wind Don't Have To Hurry

Now the wind don't have to hurry

Blowing 'cross my bones

Rollin' up the pastures

Smoothin' out the stones

There's fire on the mountain

Dark angels in the trees

The wind don't have to hurry

They're taking what they please

Na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na-na-na

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Na-na-na-na-na-na

Now the thought police are coming

Right up to your door

They say you have no liberty

If you're who they're looking for

No writ of habeas corpus

No platform of dissent

Now the wind don't have to hurry

Only the wind knows where you went

Na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na-na-na

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Now the wind don't have to hurry

Blowing through my soul

I stole for gold and diamonds

And buried in this hole

They brought my love a pistol

They put it to her head

Now the wind don't have to hurry

She was already dead

Na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na-na-na

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