Blowing Wind - Frankie Laine

Maureen of mine

Set me free free from black gold

Our love never can be

Once we lived in a shack

Drilled for oil precious black gold

And this girl loved me black

Loved me more

More did black gold

I was caught in her web just like the spider captures the fly

And I knew what is more

I must leave leave her or die

Maureen of mine

Set me free

Free from black gold

Blowin' wild blowin' low