Chinook Wind Lyrics - Singles - Corb Lund

I was born with the Chinook wind howlin in my ears 

That Rocky Mountain gusty shit, it dried me out for years 

Way back I think my grandpa had a rope horse by that name 

All I know is, God, here comes that old west wind again 

There's lotsa kinds of problems and there's lotsa kinds of pain 

Some will sweat the blazing sun and some rot in the rain 

Here we got the Chinook wind a blowin' every day 

It's gonna send the good dirt east and leave a terrible migraine 

Let her blow, let her blow 

Whisper me things that I don't know 

Let her blow, let her blow 

Let her blow away illusions like she melts the driftin' snow 

There comes a time I stood my ground and said I've had my fill 

Of that moisture sucking west wind roarin' in off them hills 

Before it flew me crazy I let it carry me away 

They told me, "Son you ain't the first, that breeze will 

drive a man insane" 

Let her blow, let her blow 

Whisper me things that I don't know 

Let her blow, let her blow 

Let her blow away illusions like she melts the winter snow 

If you need me you can find me here waitin' on a change 

Staring at the distance and askin' what it takes 

To make that old Chinook turn back and blow the other way 

And maybe if I'm lucky have it blow me home again