SANTA ANA WIND
Tom Russell
Capo 1
(G) When these old adobe walls
Turn to (C) dust and finally (G) fall
And the creatures of the night call out your (D) name
Mother (G) nature, she'll grab hold
Of all the (C) things that we've let (G) go
Here comes an ill-intentioned (D) wind that knows your (G) name
In the desert it begins to build
Near Gila Monster Hills
A wisp of dust, then a whisper, then a curse
Soon it's 90 miles an hour
Near El Centro water towers
Look out, El Cajon, you'll be the first
Out old (D) Santa Ana Winds begin to (Em) blow
Won't be no (C) saints come marchin' in
No movie (G) stars or clergy(C)men
Where will you (Em) run when that wind hauls 'neath your (C) door?
When that (G) Santa Ana (D) Wind begins to (G) roar
California, my home state,
Cars of people sit and wait
They know it's coming, they can feel it in their bones
All that real estate and pride,
All those Indians that died,
While those Spanish priests danced the drunk Fandango
Thay say that troubadours invented love
A thousand years before the flood
They rode from town to town, singing up the mystery
Well, the wind sings its own song
Moving patiently along
Burning down the lies of Western History
Out that Santa Ana Wind begins to blow
Won't be no saints come marchin' in
No cowboy stars or clergymen
Where would you run when that wind hauls 'neath your door
When that (G) Santa Ana (D) Wind begins to (Em) roar
When that (G) Santa Ana (D) Wind begins to (G) roar
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