Sonoma Mountain Wind [KW]

1970s northern California folk authentic contralto female vocals, clear warm voice, intimate, storytelling, resonant, wide strong vibrato, raw acoustic production, solo acoustic guitar, warm fingerpicking, gentle dobro, melancholic cello, organic, sparse arrangement, slow tempo, 70s analog tape warmth

V5.5

(Verse 1) The road is winding up the ridge so high Where coastal redwoods catch the morning dew The ocean fog is rolling through the sky And hiding everything we thought we knew (Verse 2) I hear the bluejay call across the draw The wild oats whisper in the summer heat This is the sweetest land I ever saw Where mountain air and quiet rivers meet (Chorus) Oh, Sonoma Mountain wind, blow through my hair And carry all my heavy thoughts away The world is rushing by, but I don’t care I think I’m gonna find my peace today (Verse 3) An old stone fence is falling to the ground Where cattle used to graze a lifetime back There’s comfort in the lack of any sound Except the gravel on the canyon track (Chorus) Oh, Sonoma Mountain wind, blow through my hair And carry all my heavy thoughts away The world is rushing by, but I don’t care I think I’m gonna find my peace today (Bridge) Sometimes you have to lose your way a while To understand the place where you began To see the miles behind you as a smile And know you’re living out a bigger plan (Verse 4) The sun is dropping low into the west A golden light is washing down the range A weary traveler is a welcome guest When everything except the hills must change (Chorus) Oh, Sonoma Mountain wind, blow through my hair And carry all my heavy thoughts away The world is rushing by, but I don’t care I think I’m gonna find my peace today (Outro) Blow away... Through the redwoods and the pines...

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