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Some like this and some like that
And some don't know where it's at
If you don't get loose,
If you don't groove
Well, your motor won't make it
And your motor won't move
If time don't tell you then don't ask me
I'm riding on a hurricane down to the sea
If you can't hear the music,
Turn it up loud
There's movement in the air
And movement in the crowd
Bow-legged woman
Doing the boogaloo
She got a jive,
She got a move
Turn around, d
Do it again
Bow-legged woman,
Where you been
Fat Jack owns a
Honky-tonk downtown
You can catch a woman
If you hang around
You can tear down the door,
Tear down the wall
Fat Jack he don't care at all
Easy come, easy go
Any way the wind blows
Hey, drummer, drummer,
Can you give me that beat
Can you give me that beat,
Got to move my feet
Guitar player been
All around the world
But he can't play a lick
For looking at the girls
One two three four five six seven
Well, you'd better change
Your ways or you won't get to heaven
Eight nine ten, gonna stop at eleven
Eleven just lays around with seven
Some like this and some like that
And some don't know where it's at
If you don't get loose,
If you don't groove
Well, your motor won't make it
And your motor won't move
Easy come, easy go
Any way the wind blows
And some don't know where it's at
If you don't get loose,
If you don't groove
Well, your motor won't make it
And your motor won't move
If time don't tell you then don't ask me
I'm riding on a hurricane down to the sea
If you can't hear the music,
Turn it up loud
There's movement in the air
And movement in the crowd
Bow-legged woman
Doing the boogaloo
She got a jive,
She got a move
Turn around, d
Do it again
Bow-legged woman,
Where you been
Fat Jack owns a
Honky-tonk downtown
You can catch a woman
If you hang around
You can tear down the door,
Tear down the wall
Fat Jack he don't care at all
Easy come, easy go
Any way the wind blows
Hey, drummer, drummer,
Can you give me that beat
Can you give me that beat,
Got to move my feet
Guitar player been
All around the world
But he can't play a lick
For looking at the girls
One two three four five six seven
Well, you'd better change
Your ways or you won't get to heaven
Eight nine ten, gonna stop at eleven
Eleven just lays around with seven
Some like this and some like that
And some don't know where it's at
If you don't get loose,
If you don't groove
Well, your motor won't make it
And your motor won't move
Easy come, easy go
Any way the wind blows
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Anyway the Wind Blows Lyrics as written by J.j. Cale
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It's about running on a hurricane down to the sea... So it's about everything and nothing in the same time... JJ Cale wrote the song. He was a very clever guy, one of the best in the industry. He was a bit of a philosopher and definitely an open-minded thinker. This song is almost self-explanatory; it's about never looking back, and just carrying on with your life. Move it on, go ans enjoy your journey - after all, anyway the wind blows! The one-eyed undertaker blows a funeral horn, and there's no time to think... So just dive into whatever you're doing