Paul Laurence Dunbar - Till The Wind Gets RightPaul Laurence Dunbar - Till The Wind Gets Right
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OH the breeze is blowin` balmy
And the sun is in a haze;
There`s a cloud jest givin` coolness,
To the laziest of days.
There are crowds upon the lakeside,
But the fish refuse to bite,
So I`ll wait and go a-fishin`
When the wind gets right.
Now my boat tugs at her anchor,
Eager now to kiss the spray,
While the little waves are callin`
Drowsy sailor come away,
There`s a harbor for the happy,
And its sheen is just in sight,
But I won`t set sail to get there,
Till the wind gets right.
That`s my trouble, too, I reckon,
I`ve been waitin` all too long,
Tho` the days were always
Still the wind is always wrong.
An` when Gabriel blows his trumpet,
In the day o` in the night,
I will still be found waitin`,
Till the wind gets right.
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