From the recording The Waiting Game
Noir Blues - Slow and sultry. Red flag warning! .... "It was the tip of the iceberg that sunk the Titantic, I can guess the rest." Bill playing fine and mellow blues on his Heritage hollow body guitar; Rich Brotherton on drums and acoustic guitar, David Carroll on upright bass.
Lyrics
TRADE WINDS
Louise Kirchen
I HAVEN’T HEARD A WORD IN SO LONG
SOMETHING TELLS ME SOMETHING’S GOING ON
IT’S AN INTUITION THAT’S HOW MY SUSPICIONS START
AND AS THE FOG IS LIFTING I SEE WE’VE BEEN DRIFTING APART
WALKING THE WATERFRONT WHAT DO I HEAR
YOU’VE FOUND ANOTHER LOVE THE COAST AIN’T CLEAR
THERE’S NO SAFE HARBOR FOR MY WORRIED MIND TODAY
TRADE WINDS ARE BLOWING LOVE ISN’T GOING MY WAY
I’M IN A PANIC SENDING OUT MY SOS
IT WAS THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG THAT SUNK THE TITANIC
I CAN GUESS THE REST
NOTHING BUT BLUES ON MY HORIZON
I COULD USE YOUR SHOULDER TO CRY ON
SINCE WE LAST KISSED IT’S AS IF YOU JUST SAILED AWAY
TRADE WINDS ARE BLOWING LOVE ISN’T GOING MY WAY
I’M IN A PANIC SENDING OUT MY SOS
IT WAS THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG THAT SUNK THE TITANIC
I CAN GUESS THE REST
NOTHING BUT BLUES ON MY HORIZON
I COULD USE YOUR SHOULDER TO CRY ON
BUT SINCE WE LAST KISSED IT’S AS IF YOU JUST SAILED AWAY
TRADE WINDS ARE BLOWING LOVE ISN’T GOING MY WAY
TRADE WINDS ARE BLOWING LOVE ISN’T GOING MY WAY