Southwind - John Denver

The wheels go down

I’m back in town

Three months full of summer

And nothing to do

It’s been a strain at the reins

But the picture remains

Southwind’s blowin' my love to you

Southwind’s blowin' my love

For sixty-one days

I got caught in the maze

Twenty thousand watching

The songs go by

The lights go down

In an east Texas town

Southwind’s blowin' my love to you

Southwind’s blowin' my love

I couldn’t wait until

Till I got back home to you

Oh to get my fill

Of those California summer nights

It’s good to be home

My how the children have grown

Screen door’s barking out

That old familiar tune

Games at the park

But honey wait until dark

Southwind’s blowin' my love to you

Southwind’s blowin' my love

I couldn’t wait until

Till I got back home to you

Oh to get my fill

Of those California summer nights

The wheels go down

I’m back in town

Three months full of summer

And nothing to do

It’s been a strain at the reins

But the picture remains

Southwind’s blowin' my love to you

Southwind’s blowin' my love