They call me the breeze. I keep blowing down the road. They call me the breeze. I keep blowing down the road. I ain't got me nobody. I ain't carryin' me no load.
It ain't easy. Drying these crying eyes of mine. It ain't easy. Drying these crying eyes of mine. . I get so lonely, lonely, lonely. It ain't easy. Drying these crying eyes of mine.