Heard all about your fandango
Banged on my knees
On your bay door
Only to wake you
To blues on the way
Blues on the way
Blues on the way
Embarcadere
Figures you'll see me as older
Twenty-three hours till the border
Don't think I'll be going
As fast as I came
Fast as I came
Fast as I came
Tears on my pillow
Of course they're not mine
Alter that altar
Make it a play
Somebody invent the telephone line
I'll take my chances
Alamo
Wish I could do what God does
Heard that the stars were in order
God you served out a hand
With two queen of spades
And blues on the way
Blues on the way
Tears on my pillow
Of course they're not mine
Alter that altar
Make it a play
Somebody just
Somebody invent the telephone line
I'll take my chances
Alamo Heard all about your fandango Banged on my knees On your bay door Only to wake you To blues on the way Blues on the way Blues on the way Embarcadere Figures you'll see me as older Twenty-three hours till the border Don't think I'll be going As fast as I came Fast as I came Fast as I came Tears on my pillow Of course they're not mine Alter that altar Make it a play Somebody invent the telephone line I'll take my chances Alamo Wish I could do what God does Heard that the stars were in order God you served out a hand With two queen of spades And blues on the way Blues on the way Tears on my pillow Of course they're not mine Alter that altar Make it a play Somebody just Somebody invent the telephone line I'll take my chances Explain Request ×
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