Whichever Way the Wind Blows
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Lyrics for Whichever Way the Wind Blows by Bob Mould
Songwriters: Mould, Bob
And everybody goes
And keepin' your hands on the wheel
Old turtle go next 'cross that road
Whichever way the wind blows
And everybody goes
He crawlin' as low as he can
That chicken done, story been told
He listen to traffic go by
I warn ya, don't go near that road
Young chicken done cross that road
And everybody goes
Why that jackrabbit done go die?
Jackrabbit done run 'cross that road
You better keep over your side
That rabbit done, story been told
Goin' to motel in the sky
To get to the other side
That road be a long road to ride, ride
That rabbit done, story been told
That turtle done talk to that toad
I know that road, it's a bitch
If ever you travel that road
Whichever way the wind blows
Turtle don't cross here again
All hanging out in the ditch
Why, done go die?
I walk right next to that road

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