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Janie Fricke

Saddle The Wind

 

Saddle The Wind

(альбом: Saddle The Wind - 1988)


In a dusty little Mexican town
Down on the border
Never expecting my heart
To cross over the line
He road into the square like he
Lived as wild as his stallion
And his warm dark eyes burned down
Down into mine

Somewhere under the stars
A lonely guitar was playing
Was the closest I come to paradise
And the world stood still for us
There in the shadows
Until he whispered to me
The words of goodbye

On Diablo, he circled the mission of light
Then road like a bandit, stealing the night
Dawn was breaking
And I ached to touch him again
But I knew that to happen
I might as well saddle the wind

Wind blows cold through my soul
Back home in Austin
Off in the distance somewhere
A mission bell rings
Filling my mind with thoughts of
That Mexican rider
Tonight I'll have him, only in my dreams

On Diablo, he circled the mission of light
Then road like a bandit, stealing the night
Dawn was breaking
And I ached to touch him again
But I knew that to happen
I might as well saddle the wind

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