Any Way The Wind Blows

In the fever of a world in flames
In the season of the hurricanes
Flood will get you if the fire don’t
Any way the wind blows

And there ain’t a thing that you can do
When the weather takes a turn on you
‘Cept for hurry up and hit the road
Any way the wind blows

Sister’s gone, gone the gypsy route
Brother’s gone, gone for a job down south
Ain’t nobody gonna stick around
When the dark clouds roll
Any way the wind blows

In the valley of the exodus
In the belly of a bowl of dust
Crows and buzzards flying low
Any way the wind blows

No use talking of the past, it’s passed
Set out walking and you don’t look back
Where you’re goin’ there ain’t no one knows
Any way the wind blows

Sister’s gone, gone the gypsy route
Brother’s gone, gone for a job down south
Gone the same way as the shantytown
And the traveling show
Any way the wind blows