(Tumble) in the Wind - Jackson C. Frank

i seem to tumble in the wind

i wait for it to begin

when i look at you

i ain’t too proud to say

i once loved a girl this way

i bring trouble on my lonesome self

i see danger in each offered help

times are hard

the money just won’t come through

i would be alone if not for you

they brought me in on a flatcar

down from old hong kong

tried to tell me what i was doing

was absolutely wrong

tried to make me over

into a man of steel

but i knew i would have to kneel

from the plains of alberta

with its wheat so wild and strong

i rolled over the Northlands

till i came to saskatchewan

from a hardback in my satchel

i read the words quite clear

hurry home to your loved ones now

wintertime is near

i seem to tumble in the wind

i wait for it to begin

when i look at you

i ain’t too proud to say

i once loved a girl this way