Saturday, December 29, 2007
I DON'T EVEN KNOW MYSELF
Everything has its place in the world
'less it all blows to hell
How am I to know
Which way the wind will blow
If I don't even know myself?
See that train going straight down the line
Hear the whistle blow fair thee well
How am I to know
Which way the wind will blow
If I don't even know myself?
Well I've been through the mountains
And I been through the hills
I just want to sit down for a spell
Blackbird is calling
He's so far from home
He don't have no time to tell
How am I to know
Which way the wind will blow
If I don't even know myself?
© Chris LeRoy
August 19, 2001
Published by New West Crash Music/ASCAP
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