Intro:

E ? D ? C# - F#mi ? D ? A ? E ? (Esus ? E)

G ? D - A

         A                       Amaj7          
When I'm needin' a friend, I can talk to the wind.
        A7                       D
God I sure am glad that I found him.
          Fmaj7                        A
Sometimes he seems to be, the only one beside me.
        E               Esus        E          
who can feel the Lord's breath all around him.


         C#                     Fm#             
Winter's cold frozen ice or a bright autumn day.
      B                        D    
On a warm summer night you can hear him say.


Chorus:  A   E         A  D        A      D       E
         Cry for me, sigh for me, sad my breezes blow.
A    E        A   D           A           D            E
Stay for me, play for me, the song my friends will know.
   G      D         A        G ? D - A
My lonely wind must blow.

         A                           Amaj7                 
Mighty friend that is mine, can you give me a sign.
              A7                D
He'll leave nothing but only to hear him.
              Fmaj7                           A
I've seen the tall trees bend low when his mighty winds blow,
            E           Esus     E
and that's all the more reason I fear him.
         C#
Hear him call for the earth lonely,
      Fm#            
I can feel his great pain.
           B                         D         
But on the eve of this day I'll join in his refrain.


Chorus:  A   E       A    D       A      D       E
         Cry for me, sigh for me, sad my breezes blow.
A    E       A    D       A           D            E
Stay for me, play for me, the song my friends will know.
   G      D         A
My lonely wind must blow.

A ? Bmi ? C#mi ? D ? E ? F#mi ? E(4th) ? A

G ? D ? C#mi ? F#mi ? D ? A ? E    G ? D - A 



A                              Amaj7             
When I'm needing a friend I'll remember the wind,
        A7                             D
and my life here with the breezes of sorrow.
        Fmaj7                             A
I'll be leaving him soon 'cause I've got to make room,
         E               Esus        E
for the lonely that will find him tomorrow.
     C#                         F#mi          
On a black stormy night in your bosom I'll cling,