The wind is howling low.
The wind is howling high.
It’s too windy to sit on my back porch.
I don’t have far to go.
My home is in the sky.
The wind is howling low.
I’m ready to pack and go,
but I sleep through the night.
It’s too windy to sit on my back porch -
damn windy, but I won’t drop my
torch.
My hair is a fright.
The wind is howling low,
but see me rocking to and fro,
riddled with light!
It’s too windy to sit on my back porch,
and I’m broke but I’m flush with
cash.
I walk upright on two feet.
It’s too windy to sit on my back porch.
The wind is howling low.
