Eastern Wind - Chris De Burgh

Well my furrows are filled with corn,
I have my woman to keep me warm,
But there`s one thing that I do fear,
That Eastern wind is getting near,

There`s a shotgun beside my bed,
This is my country, where I was born and bred,
But I am sure, as the willow will grow,
That Eastern wind is going to blow,

Blowing a hole in my life, Eastern wind,
Running away with my life, Eastern wind;

There`s a woman who reads the stars,
She sees Warlords on the planet Mars,
And she said, "Boy, you`d better beware,
That restless wind is getting near,

Blowing a hole in your life, Eastern wind,
Running away with your life, Eastern wind..."
They are coming, they are coming,
they are coming, look out!

In my dream, I saw a crowd,
They were burning the palace down,
I saw a mad old man, and I ran to the door,
And then that wind began to roar,

And when they come, they`ll find me here,
I will not run, they will not see my fear,
And I will fight to the very end,
Before that wind I will never bend,

If they`re blowing a hole in my life, Eastern wind,
Oh running away with my life, Eastern wind,
Taking the plough from my hands, Eastern wind,
Taking every bit of my land, Eastern wind...