Chinook Wind
Corb Lund
Losin' Lately Gambler
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I was born with the chinook wind howlin in my ears
That rocky mountain gusty shit it dried me out for years
G
Way back I think my grandpa had a rope horse by that name
D A D
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
Chorus:
G D
Let her blow let her blow
A G D
Whisper me things that i don't know
G D
Let her blow let her blow
A G A D
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 blew me crazy i let it carry me away
They told me son you ain't the first that breeze will drive a man insane
Chorus:
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
Solo: Play Twice: strum A chord a few times at the end before restarting
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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
Chorus:
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
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