Lyric

Wind comes from the west

Sure does

Tide rolls in from the east

Every year

Birds come back from the north

They know where home is

Booze comes up from the south

That it does

That’s how it goes

They say these days

Even smoke needs permission

So they say

Not for me

That’s how it goes

Don’t wear yourself out

No point

Nobody’s keeping score

Never were

One of those days

Dream if you want

Why not

Make your plans

Go ahead

World still turns

Its own way

That’s how it goes

The wind don’t care

The tide won’t wait

Never does

Birds remember seasons

People forget

Nothing wrong with that

Anybody laughing

At someone simply living

Doesn’t know much

Morning air

Wet shoes

Cold beans

Old memories

Everything bends

When the wind blows

Look over there

That old lady

Still dancing

Nobody’s beating her

No chance

Not tonight

Dream if you want

Make your plans

World still turns

Its own way

That’s how it goes

Dream if you want

Make your plans

World still turns

Its own way

That’s how it goes

That’s how it goes

That’s how it goes

Dream if you want

Make your plans

World still turns

Its own way

That’s how it goes

That’s how it goes

That’s how it goes

Wind changed?

Who knows

Doesn’t matter

Another drink?

Sure