Up Against the Wind

Day after Day seems like I push against the clouds

They just keep blocking out the sun

It seems since I was born

I've wakened every blessed morning

Down on my luck and up against the wind

Don't you stop, don't you run, don't you cry

You'll do fine, you'll be good, you'll get by

Night after night seems like I rage against the moon

But it don't ever light the dark

I curse the fowling rain

But it won't stop for my complaining

Down on my luck and up against the wind

Don't you stop, don't you run, don't you cry

You'll do fine, you'll be good, you'll get by

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