Sanoja: Nina Simone. Chilly Winds Don't Blow.

Well I'm going where chilly winds don't blow
Oh Lord, God when chilly winds don't blow
I'm going where chilly winds don't blow, baby
Where the chilly winds they don't blow, oh yeah

There will be red roses 'round my door, honey baby
There will be red roses 'round my door
I'm going there 'cause there they'll welcome me for sure, baby
Where the chilly winds they don't blow

I'm going where my daddy's waiting for me, oh baby
I'm going where my daddy's waiting for me
I'm going where 'cause there I'd rather be, my baby
Where the chilly winds they don't blow

Oh Lord, oh baby, oh Lord, baby

Oh baby, where the chilly winds they don't blow [Incomprehensible]
Alright
Where the chilly wind, yeah, yeah
Where the chilly winds they don't blow