Lyrics Marc Cohn – Chilly Wind
Text:
A little gray around the crown
A little hint of slowing down
She puts on some old evening gown
And dances alone
Years are hazy and days are slow
The seasons come and reasons go
And while the winds of memory blows
She turns to stone
The seasons come and reasons go
And while the winds of memory blows
She turns to stone
Sayin’
Blow on, blow on chilly wind
Go ahead and blow
Blow on chilly wind
Let the chilly wind blow
Let the chilly wind blow
Let the chilly wind blow
Down the halls that whisper names
Through the walls and picture frames
It’s not just old in here
It’s swirling underneath the doors
And all around the cabinet drawers
It’s getting pretty cold in here
But I say
Blow on, gotta blow on chilly wind
Go on and blow
Blow on chilly wind
Let the chilly wind blow
Let the chilly wind blow
And let the chilly wind blow
So blow on, gotta blow on chilly wind
Blow on, blow on chilly wind
Blow on, blow on chilly wind
Blow on… chilly wind
Blow on chilly wind
Blow on… chilly wind
Blow on chilly wind