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Tryin' To Outrun The Wind
He's a sad song singer, he plays a gut-stringer,
With vagabond fingers,that follow his mind.
To far away places, he reaches for traces,
And touches the faces, he's long left behind.
He'll keep you from knowing, where he's been, or going,
But you'll see the distance, right there in his eyes.
An, just short of stealing, he'll take your feelings,
Pull at your heart strings, 'til they come untied.
There once was a woman who made him turn lonesome,
Her memory turns over and over again.
He's like an old stallion who's longing for freedom,
Tryin' to outrun the wind.
Well, I've laughed with the sunshine, an' cried with the rains.
I've had some bad nights, with the best of the blues.
An' I go on pretending, with long-haired women,
But I still get crazy when I think of you.
There once was a woman who made him turn lonesome,
Her memory turns over and over again.
He's like an old stallion who's longing for freedom,
Tryin' to outrun the wind.
He's like an old stallion who's longing for freedom,
Tryin' to outrun the wind.
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Tryin' to outrun the wind.
He's like an old stallion who's longing for freedom,
Tryin' to outrun the wind.
He's like an old stallion who's longing for freedom,
Her memory turns over and over again.
There once was a woman who made him turn lonesome,
But I still get crazy when I think of you.
An' I go on pretending, with long-haired women,
I've had some bad nights, with the best of the blues.
Well, I've laughed with the sunshine, an' cried with the rains.
Tryin' to outrun the wind.
He's like an old stallion who's longing for freedom,
Her memory turns over and over again.
There once was a woman who made him turn lonesome,
Pull at your heart strings, 'til they come untied.
An, just short of stealing, he'll take your feelings,
But you'll see the distance, right there in his eyes.
He'll keep you from knowing, where he's been, or going,
And touches the faces, he's long left behind.
To far away places, he reaches for traces,
With vagabond fingers,that follow his mind.
He's a sad song singer, he plays a gut-stringer,
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| TTryin' TTo OOutrun TThe WWind |
| ryin' o utrun he ind |
| rTyin' oT uOtrun hTe iWnd |
| fryin' fo kutrun fhe aind |
| fTryin' fTo kOutrun fThe aWind |
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| Tfryin' Tfo Okutrun Tfhe Waind |
| 5ryin' 5o 9utrun 5he 3ind |
| 5Tryin' 5To 9Outrun 5The 3Wind |
| T5ryin' T5o O9utrun T5he W3ind |
| hryin' ho 0utrun hhe dind |
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| hTryin' hTo 0Outrun hThe dWind |
| Thryin' Tho O0utrun Thhe Wdind |
| yryin' yo lutrun yhe eind |
| yTryin' yTo lOutrun yThe eWind |
| Tyryin' Tyo Olutrun Tyhe Weind |
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| 6ryin' 6o iutrun 6he sind |
| 6Tryin' 6To iOutrun 6The sWind |
| T6ryin' T6o Oiutrun T6he Wsind |
| gryin' go Ouutrun ghe 2ind |
| gTryin' gTo Otrun gThe 2Wind |
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| Tgryin' Tgo Oturun Tghe W2ind |
| rryin' ro Ohtrun rhe qind |
| rTryin' rTo Ohutrun rThe qWind |
| Trryin' Tro Ouhtrun Trhe Wqind |
| Too O7trun Wiind |
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| Tyin' T O7utrun Te Wnd |
| Tyrin' To Ou7trun Teh Wnid |
| Tdyin' Tk Oktrun Tje Wjnd |
| Tdryin' Tko Tjhe Wjind |
| Trdyin' Tok Ouktrun Thje Wijnd |
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| T4yin' T9 Oitrun Tue W9nd |
| T4ryin' T9o Tuhe W9ind |
| Tr4yin' To9 Ouitrun Thue Wi9nd |
| Tgyin' T0 O8trun Tne Wlnd |
| T0o O8utrun Tnhe Wlind |
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| Trgyin' To0 Ou8trun Thne Wilnd |
| Ttyin' Tl Ojtrun Tbe Wond |
| Ttryin' Tlo Ojutrun Tbhe Woind |
| Trtyin' Tol Oujtrun Thbe Wiond |
| T5yin' Ti Oytrun Tge Wknd |
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| Tio Oyutrun Wkind |
| Tr5yin' Toi Ouytrun Thge Wiknd |
| Tfyin' Outtrun Tye W8nd |
| Ourun W8ind |
| Trfyin' Ourtun Thye Wi8nd |
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| Teyin' Oufrun Thee Wund |
| Teryin' Ouftrun Th Wuind |
| Treyin' Outfrun The Wiund |
| Tryyin' Ou5run Ths Winnd |
| Trin' Ou5trun Thse Wid |
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| Triyn' Out5run Thes Widn |
| Trgin' Ouhrun Th3 Wimd |
| Th3e Wimnd |
| Trygin' Outhrun The3 Winmd |
| Trhin' Ouyrun Thf Wihd |
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| Trhyin' Thfe Wihnd |
| Tryhin' Outyrun Thef Winhd |
| Tr6in' Ou6run Thr Wijd |
| Tr6yin' Ou6trun Thre |
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