Lyrics

[Verse 1] When these old adobe walls turn to dust and then they fall And the creatures of the night call out your name Mother Nature, she'll grab hold of all the things that we've let go Here comes an ill-intentioned wind that knows your name [Verse 2] In the desert night, it builds near Gila-monstered hills A wisp of dust, then a whisper, then a curse Soon it's 90 miles an hour near El Centro water tower Look out, El Cajon, you'll be the first [Chorus] How those Santa Ana Winds begin to blow From Death Valley to the wide Pacific shore Won't be no saints come marchin' in No movie stars or clergymen Where will you run when that wind howls 'neath your door? When that Santa Ana Wind begins to roar [Instrumental break] [Verse 3] California, my home state, cars of people sit and wait They know it's coming, they can feel it in their bones All that real estate and pride, all those Indians that died While the Spanish priests danced the drunk fandango [Verse 4] Thay say the troubadours invented love a thousand years before the flood They rode from town to town, singing up the mystery Well, the wind sings its own song, moving patiently along Burning down the lie of western history [Chorus] How that Santa Ana Wind begins to blow From Death Valley to the wide Pacific shore Won't be no saints come marchin' in No cowboy stars or clergymen Where will you run when that wind howls 'neath your door When that Santa Ana Wind begins to roar [Outro] When that Santa Ana Wind begins to roar