Son Volt — Windfall
Album: Trace
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Released: 1995
Length: 2:52
Plays (last 30 days): 1
Now and then it keeps you running
It never seems to die
The trail's spent with fear
Not enough living on the outside

Never seem to get far enough
Staying in between the lines
Hold on to what you can
Waiting for the end
Not knowing when

May the wind take your troubles away
May the wind take your troubles away
Both feet on the floor, two hands on the wheel
May the wind take your troubles away

Trying to make it far enough
To the next time zone
Few and far between past the midnight hour
Never feel alone, you're really not alone

Switching it over to AM
Searching for a truer sound
Can't recall the call letters
Steel guitar and settle down

Catching an all-night station
Somewhere in Louisiana
It sounds like 1963
But for now it sounds like heaven

May the wind take your troubles away
May the wind take your troubles away
Both feet on the floor, two hands on the wheel
May the wind take your troubles away

May the wind take your troubles away
May the wind take your troubles away
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 BigRooster747 wrote:
Trump noise......next!

 
You sir, are a moron.
Brings me back to the '90's...now I'm in my 90's...
 BigRooster747 wrote:
Trump noise......next!

 
Hunh??
Trump noise......next!
 Shmelo wrote:
Garbage music.

 
"Burp drool"
 aversely wrote:
I love this....and not just because I imagine Tweedy thinking, "man, thats better then anything Ive come up with...." everytime he hears this...

 
I'm not sure Tweedy would agree but I certainly think this is better than anything I've heard from Wilco. Jay rocks! 
 h8rhater wrote:

You'll be needing to keep on traveling right past the border of our great nation.  This is not country, it's Americana.  A good old fashioned American traditional, sung with feeling.  It, and it's like, are all around us.  Thankfully.

 

"I pledge allegiance to blah blah drool this great nation blah blah drool drool burp drool"  


You played this once too often. Hokey.
Garbage music.
...but for now, it sounds like heaven.
 idiot_wind wrote:
it's music about driving the back roads in southern illinois in the summer, with windows down, listening to RnR, and waving to the corn stalks as you swerve down the road.

This guys got their start as Uncle Tupelo from Belleville, IL...across the river from STL.   

 
I had no idea UT was from Belleville, interesting. I lived there from 1965 to 1973 (age 9). A bit before they were born I'm sure. So I guess that makes them the second best thing to come out of Belleville {#Nyah}
 I like.   Pop, country, folksy, whatever.....  good tune.  
it's music about driving the back roads in southern illinois in the summer, with windows down, listening to RnR, and waving to the corn stalks as you swerve down the road.

This guys got their start as Uncle Tupelo from Belleville, IL...across the river from STL.   
 h8rhater wrote:

You'll be needing to keep on traveling right past the border of our great nation.  This is not country, it's Americana.  A good old fashioned American traditional, sung with feeling.  It, and it's like, are all around us.  Thankfully.

 
{#Yes}
 Athyrius wrote:

Some of us left entire states to get away from garbage like this.

I listen to just about everything... except country and rap.

 
You'll be needing to keep on traveling right past the border of our great nation.  This is not country, it's Americana.  A good old fashioned American traditional, sung with feeling.  It, and it's like, are all around us.  Thankfully.
Singing songs about driving backroads in Southern Illinois...just like in the Uncle Tupelo days...growing up in Belleville, IL,  Home to Stag Beer. 
Meh.


ROAD TRIP-!

Time to let the road blow out the winter-BLAHS-... and a few other odors, kinks, scraps, shreds, and bits...

Adventures await... The road is calling...
ummm, this is not country...
hillbillies before my eyes … uughh