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Wild Geese - Bill And Bonnie Hearne
Wild geese flying by calling on the downwind as they go
No answers they send and springtime has too many miles to go
Lone black pine hillsides all covered with snow
Why does the wind say you ain't coming back any more
Was there a time when my dreams were not always of you
The days ain't so bad but each
Night takes so long passing throug
Down by the stream fresh otter tracks in the snow
Why does the wind say you ain't coming back any more
I've got a mind just to ramble this whole country round
With the fields turning green
And the frost boiling out from the ground
Drive through the miles of country I've never seen before
Now that the wind says you ain't coming back any more
