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Jr. Hank Williams

Clovis, New Mexico

 

Clovis, New Mexico

(album: Hank Williams, Jr. & Friends - 1976)


Well me and Billy
We left Boulder City
Decided that we'd head out west
Been east and south
But it didn't workout
We were getting' nowhere fast
Me with my guitar
And him with his saddle
Trying to out do the rest
I sang my heart out
And he rides them broncs now
And that's what me and Billy do best.

We took interstate 20
'Til we ran out of money
In a place just past Abilene
So I sang at a honky-tonk
And he broke the bad bronc
And we bought some gas and some beans.

With a whole lot of luck
And an old pickup truck
We made it to New Mexico
We pulled up in Clovis
And I sure didn't know this
Was as far as I ever would go.

I needed some strings
Billy wanted a ring
The kind that the Indians made
A voice said hello boys
I've got silver and turquoise
And that's when I saw her face.

That's when I noticed
That girl down in Clovis
A black haired beauty
She set a fire to me
A green eyed lady
In old jeans that were faded
No I didn't notice
What happened in Clovis
But I called her baby.

I asked her with care
If she'd like to share
An evening with someone like I
I said I ain't a winner
Just a hard living singer
She smiled and said meet me at nine
We ate tacos and talked
And then we took a walk
In the clean southwestern air
Then we went back to her house
I took my guitar out
And sang of my joy and despair.

She served me her wine
And she helped me write lines
To songs I could not complete
And her eyes seemed to say
Put that guitar away
That's something that both of us need.

What a beautiful site
Was her face in the light
And the candles there on the wall
And we reached the height
Of good love on that night
And I hope we never will fall.

And I'm glad I noticed
That girl down in Clovis
Daughter of a driller
She's a born thriller
A green eyed lady
Kinda wild, kinda lazy
I didn't notice
What happened in Clovis
But I called her baby.
Baby.

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