When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender, This I could not do; I took my gun and vanished. I have changed my name so often, I've lost my wife and children But I have many friends, And some of them are with me.
Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing, Through the graves the wind is blowing, Freedom soon will come; Then we'll come from the shadows.
An old woman gave us shelter, Kept us hidden in the garret, Then the soldiers came; She died without a whisper.
There were three of us this morning I'm the only one this evening But I wonder on; The frontiers are my prison.
Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing, Through the graves the wind is blowing, Freedom soon will come; Then we'll come from the shadowsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
