There are some who can still remember

All the things that we used to do.

But the days of our youth were numbered

And the ones who survive it are few.

Oh, I can still see the smiling faces

When the times were so good

All in the old familiar places

I'd go back ifI could ( to the)



People of the South Wind. People of

the Southern Wind.

It's the People of the Wind, I got to be there again.



Well, it's a hard thing to face the music.

But it's something everybody has got to do.

So I hope that I can always remember

All the crazy times we had to go through.

Now it's a dream that is slowly fading.

And I don't want it to go.

All of the memories are evading

And I want you to know (it's the)



People of the South Wind. People of

the Southern Wind.

It's the People of the Wind, I got to be there again.



Now we've traveled across the oceans

And we've seen what there is to see.

But I guess it's not the proper solution

Cause it's all about the same to me.

Now I look back and it makes me wonder

Why we just couldn't see

All of the battles we fought and won there

And wish that I could be with the



People of the Wind

I want to see'em again

It's where we used to be free

And that's the place for me.

It's just a state of mind

A thing that's so hard to find

With the People of the Wind