I've got an old V - 8, from the year I was born Don't look like much, just a flat black Ford But the engine's clean, I could paint her some day But most of the time, I think I like her this way ***Chorus: Don't turn no heads, don't catch no eye I'm just a wind on the road, gonna pass you by *********** Well I used to talk tough, and I used to get loud Want to paint my name, all over this town But folks lined up, just to dog my day Now if I stay quiet, they stay out of my way ***Chorus*** I got a brand new plan, gonna help myself 'Cause it's the fat man's turn, gonna share the wealth Put the money in the bag, and keep your hands in sight Turn around, count to ten, I'll go back into the night ***Chorus*** Don't call for help, don't scream, don't cry Just a wind on the road, gonna pass you by.