I wrote this song for my wife. It is about the 1st summer we spent together. A time we shall always remember fondly.
In my younger days I would hang out on Village Creek in The Big Thicket Nat'l Park with my friend, Rusty Richardson. When the wind blows just right and you're in the creekbottom it makes a whispering sound. I went down to the creek to reminisce and sure enough there was that Ol' Whisperin' Wind.
This song I wrote after meeting Hayes Karll at the Cheatham Street Warehouse in San Marcus, Tx. I followed him out the door and he was no where to be found!
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