my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind The answer, my friend, the Answer is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind
Early each day to the steps of Saint Paul's The little old bird woman comes. In her own special way to the people she calls, "Come, buy my bags full
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy Whiskey I'm in love with Nancy O. As I walked into London City Nancy Whiskey I chanced to find I walked in, sat down beside
I may not have mansion, I haven't any land Not even a paper dollar to crinkle in my hands But I can show you morning on a thousand hills And kiss you
The last red rose When the honey wind blows. The petals fall And the summer goes The summer goes When the honey wind blows. --- Instrumental --- The honey wind blows
If today was not an endless highway I today was not a crooked trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all
Where are you going my little one, little one Where are you going my baby my own Turn around and you're two Turn around and you're four Turn around and
Four strong winds that blow lonely Seven seas that run high All those things that dont change come what may But our good times are all gone And Im bound
me, and even I someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride Put down the top, now we flossin Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window
How here's a little story - I've got to tell About three bad brothers - you know so well It started way back in history With Adrock, M.C.A., and me -
Cappadonna, from the Wu-Tang Clan Spotted last night in the all black van Coming down the block with guns out the windows Licking shots off every time a wind blow
cabs, to rottin with my niggas And hooprags, to the Jags, no top, all glass And y'all chicks with long hair, take a seat right here So I can blow this wind
If they too big... (K) What you do? (B) Put a hem in 'em (K) 'Member talkin over the loud sounds when the wind blow 'Cause the trash bag's replacin
got up and told me if I want some mo' I gotta [Hook] [Verse 2] Now I was ridin' down the city streets Blowin' clouds in the wind from the Swisher Sweets
Before a craze muthafucka like myself wind up in a hearse Now I'm in jail I got a bail Them muthafuckas trudged me with a cell So I did four years in
tidal wave I only felt inside It's an animal instinct That takes us over And we must survive Four brothers make the mother Four brothers form as
(feat. MC Shan, Raheem (Furious Five), Doctor Ice & Kangol (UTFO), Kool Moe Dee, Sha Rock (Funky Four + 1), Tito (Fearless Four), Grandmaster Caz, Linque
let the twinkies spin Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen' It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind, with the 'dro in the wind [Trick Daddy
