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Crazy Wind
496
On Tour
Rock
Crazy Wind was released on August 22, 1989 by Columbia as a part of the album Too Long In the Wasteland
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Release DateAugust 22, 1989
LabelColumbia
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM101

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James McMurtry
James McMurtry
Vocals
Michael Wanchic
Michael Wanchic
Background Vocals
David Grissom
David Grissom
Electric Guitar
Larry Crane
Larry Crane
Background Vocals
David Pomeroy
David Pomeroy
Bass
Rick Fettig
Rick Fettig
Clarinet
Ashley Cleveland
Ashley Cleveland
Background Vocals
Toby Myers
Toby Myers
Background Vocals
Mimi Mapes
Mimi Mapes
Background Vocals
Kenny Aronoff
Kenny Aronoff
Drums
Jerry Deupree
Jerry Deupree
Drums
John Casella
John Casella
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James McMurtry
James McMurtry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Mellencamp
John Mellencamp
Producer
Michael Wanchic
Michael Wanchic
Co-Producer
Larry Crane
Larry Crane
Co-Producer
Rick Fettig
Rick Fettig
Assistant Engineer
Ross Hogarth
Ross Hogarth
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Gone off in the pitch-black dark
To work the morning tour
He's halfway to the highway
And he won't be back for hours
His tail lights down the gravel road
You watch them round the bend
Nothing's on the TV
But something's in the wind
And it makes you crazy
And it makes you blue
It's a restless feeling
And it's nothing new
Listen to the buzzing
Of the June bugs and the flies
The sink's all full of dishes
You might just let 'em lie
You might just pour yourself a drink
And sit outside awhile
He won't miss the whiskey
He knows it's not your style
And he don't care enough
To even wonder why
You fight off his fumbling hands
With daggers in your eyes
Time sure flies when you're having fun
Wasn't it just yesterday you turned twenty-one
Does it still matter what you might have done
Had you tried
His bird dogs in their wire cage
Are barking at the moon
You turn the covers back
And hope the dawn don't come too soon
Draw the shades to keep your dark eyes
From the glare of the vapor light
But the sheets are cool and empty
And you won't sleep tonight
With a half moon rising
And a warm gusty breeze
Blowing from the southwest
Whispering in the trees
The asphalt 'neath the tires
Makes a hollow whining sound
And it stretches on forever
Through a thousand little towns
With their stores all dark and silent
And their flashing yellow lights
And nobody sees your passing
In the fury of your flight
You'll see them later
Some other day
Self preservation
What can you say
Time sure flies when you're having fun
Your mind's all made up now and it's all said and done
Flying down the four lane with the morning sun
In your eyes
Written by: James McMurtry
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