Wind On Tin
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Lyrics
Southbound 90, past the locked up luxury store Tourists take photographs You're not a tourist here no more They're taxing the adobe now That the money moved into town Chasing a legend But one less legend is raking the grounds ♪ Helpless, helpless, helpless We all sang along There is a braid that binds us And his thread ain't gone Heard a sound so heavenly Were the angels singin' just for us? Or is that what the wind Out here does on tin? I heard god I heard god I heard god I heard god ♪ Nothin'll get you like Seein' a cowboy cry Nothin'll get you like Seein' a cowboy cry I heard god I heard god I heard god I heard god
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:06
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 110 BPM