Chilly Winds Don't Blow - Live In New York/1964

Well I'm going where the chilly winds don't blow
Oh lord, going where the chilly winds don't blow
I'm going where chilly winds don't blow, baby
Where the chilly winds they don't blow, oh yeah

There will be red roses round my door, honey baby
There will be red roses round my door
I'm going there, 'cause there they'll welcome me for sure, baby
Where the chilly winds they don't blow

I'm going where my daddy's waiting for me, oh
Baby, I'm going where my daddy's waiting for me
I'm going where, for there I'd rather be, my baby
Where the chilly winds they don't blow

Oh lord
Baby

Oh baby, where the chilly winds they don't blow
Yes

Alright

Where the chilly winds, yeah, yeah
Where the chilly winds they don't blow



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Writer(s): Hermann Krasnow, Raymond Lovelock
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