Changing With The Wind
Momma was a free spirt always on her own
Poppa came and went like a lonely rolling stone
Free love was the thing but it came with a high price
Sadly there’s only room for two in paradise
She was always changing with the wind
You can’t expect a blessing when you’re in sin
Every day in every way she was born again
She was always changing with the wind
As a rule children are cruel and such is the truth
There’s a blessed righteousness only found in youth
She turned the other cheek because she couldn’t fight
She had dreams that one day she’d grow wings for flight
She was always changing with the wind
You can’t expect a blessing when you’re in sin
Every day in every way she was born again
She was always changing with the wind
At sixteen she split the scene heading west by thumb
She had no religion but sung we shall overcome
With options few she drew close to a man with a lie
Hell has many forms but in the storm she was dry
She was always changing with the wind
You can’t expect a blessing when you’re in sin
Every day in every way she was born again
She was always changing with the wind
One day she looked in the mirror and said What am I doing in
this place?
One day the sky became clearer she asked Why did my mother
call me Grace?
You can only sing the blues if you pay your dues it’s not
something you choose
There are many paths in life all have strife but that won’t
make the evening news
Grace felt the invisible chains and simply turned the key
Headed to a small town calling herself Madam Marie
She was telling fortunes consoling the broken hearted
At that moment the glory of the story started
She was always changing with the wind
You can’t expect a blessing when you’re in sin
Every day in every way she was born again
She was always changing with the wind