That's when Wendell G. takes a tug upon the stream
To help the line of trees
Behind the house he lived in
He was reared to give respect
But somewhere down the line it shows
To whistle as the wind blows
To whistle as the wind blows
He had a dream one night
That the tree had lost its middle
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
To try to hold it up
But the wire, the wire turned lizard skin
When it climbed inside
There wasn't even time to say
Goodbye to Wendell G.
To whistle as the wind blows
To whistle as the wind blows
There wasn't even time to say
Goodbye to Wendell G.
To whistle as the wind blows
To whistle as the wind blows
If the wind would cover
If the air could speak
To whistle as the wind blows
To whistle as the wind blows