A Restless Wind

A Restless Wind - Bobby Bare

A stone thrown from heaven skipping cross the water

With disappearing ripples left behind

A book with no cover a rhyme with no reason

Guess I'll always be one of the roving kind

'Cause movings in my soul

I guess a Gypsy got ahold

Of somebody in my family long ago

If some night while half asleep you hear

The backdoor softly squeak

You'll touch my empty pillow then you'll know

That a restless wind is calling me again

Her warming hand is tugging at my soul

Summer's gone

Lord the winter's coming on

I can't let it catch me standing in the cold

Life may dice out of my bones

And it won't leave me alone

Till it warms me up and takes another row

You can roll seven every time

So there ain't no use in tryin'

It don't take an educated head to know

That when I'm moving down the road

I won't need no overload

Nor memories of you to weigh my mind

So every step I take will just be one more

I can make

That would put those memories

Further down the line

That a restless wind is calling me again

Her warming hand is tugging at my soul

Summer's gone

Lord the winter's coming on

I can't let it catch me standing in the cold