Wind Farmer Songtext
von John Baumann

One day I′m gonna be a wind farmer
Power supplier, a high plains charmer
I'll send the juice down to Houston, Texas
A pine curtain to metroplexes
I stand ′em up, I stand 'em up tall
I watch 'em turn like hell
When the winds of change call

Caprock Jack and Caprock Jill
We′ll get a house on a caprock hill
A new kind of American dream
We′re gonna build us a wind machine, yeah
We stand 'em up, we stand ′em up tall
We watch 'em turn like hell
When the winds of change call


Well people say boom and people say bust
It couldn′t be any more obvious
It'll turn the world when I turn out the light
It′ll turn your fan when the sun sets at night
No, he ain't smart, she ain't dumb
Just stuck in your ways, suckin′ your thumb
Well one day I′m gonna be a wind farmer

Toy soldiers on the ground
Ain't gonna make no sound
Ten thousand miles long
Ten thousand turbines strong
Well, we stand ′em up, we stand 'em up tall
We watch ′em turn like hell
When the winds of change call

Well people say boom and people say bust
It couldn't be any more obvious
It′ll turn the world when I turn out the light
It'll turn your fan when the sun sets at night
No, he ain't smart, she ain′t dumb
Just stuck in your ways, suckin′ your thumb
Well one day I'm gonna be a wind farmer