Any Way the Wind Blows

In the fever of a world in flames In the season of the hurricanes The flood will get you if the fire don't Any way the wind blows And there ain't a thing that you can do When the weather takes a turn on you Except for hurry up and hit the road Any way the wind blows Sister's gone, gone the gypsy route Brother's gone, gone for a job down south Ain't nobody gonna stick around, when the dark clouds roll Any way the wind blows Oooh x4 In the valley of the exodus In the belly of a bowl of dust Crows and buzzards flying low Any way the wind blows No use use talking of a past that's past Set out walking and we don't look back Where we're going there ain't no one knows Any way the wind blows Sister's gone, gone the gypsy route Brother's gone, gone for a job down south Gone the same way as a shanty town, and the traveling show Any way the wind blows