Listening to the Wind That Blows Billy Bragg and Wilco

There's a girl as she is sleeping
Sleeping in her sweet repose
I'm her broken-hearted sweetheart
Listening to that wind that blows

When my good friends gather 'round me
Where my graveyard flowers grow
In my grave I'll be there sleeping
Listening to that wind that blows

Blow, wind, blow, long low and lonesome
Blow, wind, blow, where no heart knows
I'm your lonesome-hearted listener
Listening to that lonesome wind that blows

On those ocean sands I wandered
Where those whitecap breakers roll
I walked along the beach at midnight
Listening to that wind that blows

In this great and crowded city
Where the silver dollar flows
Many's a broken-hearted sweetheart
Listening to that wind that blows

Blow, wind, blow, long low and lonesome
Blow, wind, blow, where no heart knows
I'm your lonesome-hearted listener
Listening to that lonesome wind that blows