Windy Town
Lyrics and Music: Chris Rea

 

Driving down from the Highland Line

We done some gigs on the Clyde and the Tyne.

They flew us in from a Hamburg strip.

The taste of Düsseldorf still on our lips.

 

And on the bus there’s a friend of mine.

We go way back to the scene of the crime.

Sit up front and share a cigarette.

And try to remember what we tried to forget.

He said: "Do you remember?"

He said: "Do you recall?"

I said: "Yeah, I remember, oh, I remember it all."

Everytime the cold wind blows, everything I hear the sound.

Late night trains shunting down by the river…

I remember Windy Town.

 

We come so far and we move so fast.

Making hay, see it all go past.

Round the world and around again.

Up and down on that gravy train.

Everytime the cold wind blows, everything I hear the sound.

East coast crosswinds on the cold wet stone…

I remember Windy Town.

 

I’ve seen it all before!

 

The freezing corners and the empty streets.

The burning passion and the cold wet feet.

Three tricky miles home every night.

Dodging from the shadows underneath the amber lights.

No car for kissing and nowhere to go.

Except inside each other and I loved you so.

I held your face as you shivered in the rain.

Girl, I’ll always love you and I’ll love you again.

Oh, everytime!

Yeah, everytime!

 

Everytime the cold wind blows, everytime I hear the sound.

Late night trains shunting down by the river…

I remember Windy Town.

Everytime the cold wind blows, everytime I hear the sound.

East coast crosswinds on the cold wet stone…

I remember, I remember Windy Town.

There it goes…

There it goes…

Windy Town.