Howling Wind Blues

The north wind has began howling

And the skies are pretty an blue

The north wind has began howling

But the skies are pretty an blue

And winter is coming

Wonder what the poor people are gonna to do

People talk about the time

That they have never seen befo'

People talkin' about the time

That they have never seen befo'

But hard times is knockin'

On ev'rybody's do'

Poor peple are like prisoners

But they just ain't got on a ball an chain

Poor peple are like prisoners

But they just ain't got on a ball an chain

But the way they are faring

I'd a swear it's all the same

There ain't no need to worry

Times will bring about a change

There ain't no need to worry

Times will bring about a change

An if it don't

I swear it always will be the same