About The Song
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"Anyway the Wind Blows" is a captivating blues-rock collaboration between Eric Clapton and J.J. Cale, featured on their 2006 album "The Road to Escondido." The song's laid-back groove and infectious rhythm create an irresistible musical backdrop for Clapton and Cale's soulful vocals and mesmerizing guitar work.
Written by J.J. Cale, "Anyway the Wind Blows" is a testament to the musical chemistry between these two legendary artists. The song's lyrics speak of life's unpredictability and the acceptance of whatever comes one's way, reflecting Cale's signature laid-back and philosophical approach to songwriting.
Musically, "Anyway the Wind Blows" is characterized by its smooth and bluesy guitar riffs, complemented by a mellow yet driving rhythm section. Clapton and Cale's intertwining guitar solos showcase their mutual respect and admiration for each other's musical talents, creating a magical musical dialogue that captivates listeners from start to finish.
Overall, "Anyway the Wind Blows" is a standout track on "The Road to Escondido," highlighting the musical synergy between Eric Clapton and J.J. Cale. Their soulful vocals, mesmerizing guitar work, and laid-back vibe make it a timeless classic that continues to resonate with fans of blues and rock music around the world.
Video
Lyrics
Let’s sing along with the lyrics!
We've been gatecrashed
Howdy Eric
J.J. Cale
Yeah, whoa
Some like this and some like that
Some don't know where it's at
If you don't get loose, if you don't groove
Well, your motor won't make it and your motor won't move
Bow-legged woman doing the boogaloo
She got a jive, she got a move
Turn around, do it again
Bow-legged woman, where you been?
Fat Jack owns a honky-tonk downtown
You can catch a woman if you hang around
You can tear down doors, tear down walls
Fat Jack don't care at all
Easy come, easy go
Anyway the wind blow
Hey, drummer, drummer, can you give me that beat?
Can you give me that beat? Got to move my feet
Guitar player been all around the world
But he can't play a lick for looking at the girls
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Ain't best ways or you won't get to heaven
Eight, nine, ten, stop at eleven
Eleven just lays around with seven
Easy come, easy go
Anyway the wind blow
Easy come, easy go
Anyway the wind blow
Some like this and some like that
Some don't know where it's at
If you don't get loose, if you don't groove
Well, your motor won't make it and your motor won't move
Yeah
Thank you
