Idiot Wind (9/19/74, Take 4, Remake) Bob Dylan

[Verse 1]
Someone’s got it in for me
They’re planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they’d cut it
But when they will I can only guess
They say I shot a man named Gray
And took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks
And when she died it came to me
I can’t help it if I’m lucky

[Verse 2]
People see me all the time
And they just can’t remember how to act
Their minds are filled with big ideas
Images and distorted facts
Even you, yesterday
You had to ask me where it was at
I couldn’t believe after all these years
You didn’t know me any better than that
Sweet lady

[Chorus]
Idiot wind blowing every time you move your mouth
Going down the backroads heading south
Idiot wind blowing every time you move your teeth
You’re an idiot, babe, it’s a wonder that you still know how to breathe