Tác giả : Roger Miller
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I watch the wind blow brown leaves to the ground 
And blow along the sidewalks of this town 
I can see the wind as it blew her hair 
Time and time again 
Oh what i'd give lord to be the wind 
 
Oh what i'd give to be the wind 
To be free to leave this awful place i'm in 
It's hopeless "cos i haven't got a penny 
Or a friend 
Oh what i'd give lord to be the wind 
 
This same wind tomorrow will be gone 
To blow across the cottonfields of home 
It will gently touch the lovely face i long to touch again 
Oh what i'd give lord to be the wind 
Oh what i'd give to be the wind... 
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