The Wheels Of Laredo

(álbum: While I'm Livin' - 2019)

On a winter night in Webb County, Texas
On the north bank of the mighty Rio Grande
I was watching the jungle fires a-burning
Across the border of a not-so-distant land

And the echoes of the church bells that were swinging
Could be heard from Guadalupe Market Square
There was a girl down there on the south side of the river
She had feathers tied into her long black hair

And if I was a White-crowned Sparrow
Well I would float upon the southern skies of blue
But I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo
A-wishing I was rolling back to you

I put on my favorite jacket for Jamboozie
I painted up my eyes and wore my beads
There was a band playing to "God Be The Glory"
There were people dancing all around the street

There were barrels on the sidewalk that were burning
And a fortune teller reading people's hands
And I swear I heard those church bells ringing
Across the border of a not-so-distant land

Singing if I was a White-crowned Sparrow
Well I would float upon the southern skies of blue
But I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo
A-wishing I was rolling back to you

If I was a White-crowned Sparrow
Well I would float upon the southern skies of blue
But I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo
A-wishing I was rolling back to you

I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo
A-wishing I was rolling back to you
Wish I was rolling back, back to you
Wish I was rolling back to you
Wish I was rolling back to you