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C Dm
That's when Wendell Gee takes a tug
G G7 Em G
Upon the string that held the line of trees
C Dm
Behind the house he lived in
G G7
He was reared to give respect
Em G F
But somewhere down the line he chose
C Em F
To whistle as the wind blows
F C G C
Whistle as the wind blows, with me
{same as before}
He had a dream one night
That the tree had lost its middle
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
To try to hold it up
But the wire, the wire turned to lizard skin
And when he climbed inside
F C Em F
There wasn't even time to say
F C G F
Goodbye to Wendell Gee
C Em F
So whistle as the wind blows
C G C (second time through, play F)
Whistle as the wind blows, with me
C Em F
If the wind were colors
C G F
And if the air could speak
C Em F
Then whistle as the wind blows
C G C
Whistle as the wind blows
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