Paroles de Big Old Wind

I was playing in the dirt in my back garden I was watching all the stupid birds at the top of the tree They were there just a minute ago, but something else disturbed them So I figure maybe it's disturbing me When that big old wind rolls in from Scandinavia Where the elks and moose and reindeer roam the snow The trees look very handsome in the afternoon sun So why it bothers me, I just don't know And it's reported on the streets and on the radio And you hear it on un-popular T.V.; There are threats of death for all of us in several different lines And I still can't figure out the one for me Meanwhile that big old wind rolls on across the ocean To the places where I'll never ever go And I don't get miserable, dejected, or downcast So what is on my mind, I just don't know And it's a sad (x11) feeling... And that big old wind rolls in from Scandinavia To say this English summer has to go I'm sure that all the elk and moose and reindeer will be pleased So why it bothers me, I just don't know No, why it bothers me, I just don't know (x2)