Idiot Wind

[Akordy:] 
D/C   x-3-x-2-3-2 
G/F#  2-x-0-0-0(3) 
C6    x-3-2-2-1-0 
C/D   x-x-0-0-1-0 
C/G   3-x-2-0-1-0 
 
[Sloka 1] 
Cm                          D                               G 
Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press 
Cm 
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out 
    D             D/C         G        G/F# 
but when they will I can only guess. 
     Em           Bm                 Am               G 
They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy, 
Em              Bm                Am               G 
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me. 
        Bm             C6 
I can't help it if I'm lucky. 
 
Cm                              D                 D/C           G 
 People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act 
Cm                                     D     D/C             G         G/F# 
Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts. 
Em        Bm            Am            G               G/F# 
Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at, 
  Em                     Bm               Am                     G 
I couldn't believe after all these years, you didn't know me any better than that 
Bm     C6 
 Sweet lady. 
 
[Refrén] 
G           C                                G 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth, 
C                                  C/D 
Blowing down the backroads headin' south. 
G           C                                G 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
          G      C 
You're an idiot, babe. 
       D                D7               G         C/G   G    C/G 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
[Sloka 2] 
Cm                                 D 
I ran into the fortune-teller, who said 
          D/C                  G 
Beware of lightning that might strike 
Cm                              D                     D/C              G 
I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like. 
           Em           Bm           Am                     G 
There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door, 
Em                      Bm 
You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done, 
Am                  G 
In the final end he won the wars 
      Bm           C6 
After losin' every battle. 
 
Cm                         D                     D/C                  G 
I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are 
Cm                                  D 
Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head 
        D/C           G        G/F# 
And are makin' me see stars. 
    Em                 Bm              Am           G 
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies. 
Em                Bm            Am             G 
One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes, 
Bm             C6 
Blood on your saddle. 
 
[Refrén] 
G           C                                   G 
Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb, 
C                                    C/D 
Blowing through the curtains in your room. 
G           C                                G 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
          G      C 
You're an idiot, babe. 
       D6                                G        C/G   G   C/G 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
[Sloka 3] 
   Cm                                   D             D/C       G 
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart 
Cm 
You tamed the lion in my cage 
    D               D/C                G       G/F# 
But it just wasn't enough to change my heart. 
    Em                    Bm 
Now everything's a little upside down 
     Am                 G 
As a matter of fact the wheels have stopped, 
       Em                  Bm 
What's good is bad, what's bad is good 
Am                       G 
You'll find out when you reach the top 
Bm            C6 
You're on the bottom. 
 
Cm                                D              D/C              G 
I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind 
Cm 
I can't remember your face anymore, 
      D                      D/C                  G       G/F# 
your mouth has changed, your eyes don't look into mine. 
Em                           Bm 
The priest wore black on the seventh day 
    Am                        G 
And sat stone-faced while the building burned. 
  Em                    Bm 
I waited for you on the running boards, 
         Am                       G 
Near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned 
Bm                C6 
Slo-o-o-owly to autumn. 
 
[Refrén] 
G           C                               G 
Idiot wind, blowing like a circle around my skull, 
         C                          C/D 
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol. 
G           C                                G 
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth, 
          G      C 
You're an idiot, babe. 
       D                                 G         C/G   G    C/G 
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. 
 
[Sloka 4] 
Cm                        D            D/C                    G 
I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read 
Cm                                        D 
Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' 
         D/C             G       G/F# 
I'd been somebody else instead. 
Em                Bm               Am               G 
Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy, 
  Em             Bm               Am              G 
I followed you beneath the stars, haunted by your memory 
    Bm        C6 
And all your ragin' glory. 
 
Cm                                D                  D/C             G 
I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free, 
  Cm 
I kissed goodbye the howling beast 
       D                D/C                G     G/F# 
On the borderline which separated you from me. 
Em                    Bm              Am             G 
You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above, 
    Em                  Bm                   Am               G 
And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love, 
       Bm               C6 
And it makes me feel so sorry. 
 
[Refrén] 
G           C                                  G 
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats, 
C                                   C/D 
Blowing through the letters that we wrote. 
G           C                                  G 
Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves, 
      G       C 
We're idiots, babe. 
       D             D7           G          C/G    G    C/G 
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves. 
 
[Outro] 
| Cm | D D/C | G | 
| Cm | D D/C | G      G/F# | 
| Em Bm | Am G | 
| Em Bm | Am G | 
 2/4  4/4 
| Bm | C6 | 
| Cm | D D/C | G |