Prairie Wind

Tell me people, what drives a woman to drive four hours
Meet a funny-looking man in the bar of the Plains Hotel
Accompany him upstairs
Answer several prayers
Then drive right back without so much a fare-thee-well?

Well, She’s an educated girl so she knows how to be ironic
Deflect all talk of feeling with finesse
What was she trying to get?
What did she get instead?
She ain’t talking, so it’s anybody’s guess

You say that you hate that prairie wind
Nevertheless, you do a very fine imitation of it
Was it thе same thing drew you to me
Blеw you away from me again?
You say that you hate that prairie wind

I asked her about the ring upon her finger
When we first touched hands as we sat in the hotel chair
For a moment she dropped the mask
Said “Someone loved me in the past.”
I neglected to ask the question hanging there

You say that you hate that prairie wind
Nevertheless, you do a very fine imitation of it
Was it the same thing drew you to me
Blew you away from me again?
You say that you hate that prairie wind

In Saskatchewan the sun can shine so fiercely
It seduces you outside to take a stroll
It’s exhilarating and bright
Till that cold wind comes up to bite
You, and remind you of all the things you can’t control

You say that you hate that prairie wind
Nevertheless, you do a very fine imitation of it
Was it the same thing drew you to me
Blew you away from me again?
You say that you hate that prairie wind

You’re so pretty when you say you hate that prairie wind
So pretty when you’re riled
I’ll be in Berlin in October
You could meet me if I send you down the fare