Where the Wind Don't Whine

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Richard Thompson

Richard John Thompson OBE (born 3 April 1949, Notting Hill, London) is a British songwriter, guitarist and recording and performing musician. Highly regarded for his guitar techniques and strange, darkly-funny lyrics, Thompson was awarded the Orville H. Gibson award for best acoustic guitar player in 1991. Similarly, his songwriting has earned him an Ivor Novello Award and, in 2006, a lifetime achievement award from BBC Radio. Artists who have recorded Thompson's compositions include such diverse talents as Robert Plant, Del McCoury, R.E.M., Bonnie Raitt, Christy Moore, David Gilmour, Mary Black, Elvis Costello, Marshall Crenshaw, The Corrs, Sandy Denny, June Tabor, Joel Fafard, Maria McKee, Shawn Colvin, Norma Waterson, Martin Carthy, Nanci Griffith, Graham … more »

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1983

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"Get in the car", she said and drive me into next week
I should have turned her down, blame my curious streak
I never dreamt that we’d be driving into trouble
Until we hit a rock that bent my nose double

I’d say we both were on run, run, run
She looked too fresh for twenty-one, one, one
She slipped her little hand in mine, mine, mine
Said, "I’ll take you where the wind don’t whine, whine
I’ll take you where the wind don’t whine"

Ah, the wheels were moaning, we were heading ninety-five
The rain was beating down, my engine was alive
The roads were empty as the day turned into night
With every street lamp her face shone white

I asked her name and she just smiled, smiled, smiled
We must have clocked a thousand miles, miles, miles
She said, "We’ll be there in a while, while, while"
I’ll take you where the wind don’t whine, whine
I’ll take you where the wind don’t whine

I was feeling weary when the car died on me
I pulled her over and the strength just drained from me
The price of running’s getting dearer and dearer
And nothing ever seems to get nearer and nearer

I suppose I didn’t make the grade, grade, grade
When I looked around she’d slipped away, ‘way, ‘way
Out in the night you’ll see her shine, shine, shine
Waiting where the wind don’t whine, whine
Waiting where the wind don’t whine, whine
Waiting where the wind don’t whine

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