The wind is laughing through the trees...
Laughing with me,Not at me
Round here when the wind blows hard.....
You start forgetting who you are...
Round here when it rains it pours
Even the bobolink goes indoors
You'll be forgotten but you wont forget....
Come along with me, you'll just get wet
Arizona's so hot and dry....
Dreamt up rivers and mountains rise...
The old cars left to rest and rust....
Come along with me,says the dust
Out here on a stormy night
Amidst the clouds and crackling light
Times a foe and times a friend
Come along with me, says the wind
Arizona's filled with ghosts
San Joaquin, my gracious host
Through the rain the wind and dust
To the arms of Je-Sus