alamo heard all about your fandango banged on my knees on your back door only to wake you to blues on the way blues on the way blues on the way
embarcar 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 making a play somebody invent the telephone line i'll take mine my chances
alamo wish i could do what gold does heard that the stars were in order got yourself dealt 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 making a play somebody, just somebody, invent the telephone line i'll take my chances