Listening to the Wind That Blows

There’s a girl as she is sleeping
Sleeping in her sweet repose
I’m her broken-hearted sweetheart
Listening to that wind that blows
When my good friends gather 'round me Where my graveyard flowers grow
In my grave I’ll be there sleeping
Listening to that wind that blows
Blow, wind, blow, long low and lonesome
Blow, wind, blow, where no heart knows
I’m your lonesome-hearted listener
Listening to that lonesome wind that blows
On those ocean sands I wandered
Where those whitecap breakers roll
I walked along the beach at midnight
Listening to that wind that blows
In this great and crowded city
Where the silver dollar flows
Many’s a broken-hearted sweetheart
Listening to that wind that blows
Blow, wind, blow, long low and lonesome
Blow, wind, blow, where no heart knows
I’m your lonesome-hearted listener
Listening to that lonesome wind that blows
I dreamt last night we lay together
Arm in arm we took a stroll
I woke up and the sky was cloudy
Listening to that wind that blows
Has it come your time to leave me?
Has it come your time to go?
Always, dear, I’ll be here waiting
Listening to that wind that blows
Blow, wind, blow, long low and lonesome
Blow, wind, blow, where no heart knows
I’m your lonesome-hearted listener
Listening to that lonesome wind that blows