Lyrics:
Tú en la vieja mesa
Tomando otro vino
Con otra mirada
Con otros amigos
Yo desde la barra
Contando cariños
Bebo sorbo a sorbo
Todo tu destino
luck
Said don't you know all those little brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world
And I say we had a little change in plans
Like
Blue Mesa
Land of the Sioux and Crow
Blue Mesa
No matter where I go you will always be
Home, sweet, home to me
Blue Mesa
Moonlight shines
The sun that's falling from the southwestern sky
Tells me that I must depart,
So, by sundown today, I'll be on my way,
But I'll be leaving my
All my life, I fought that fight
The fight that you can't win
Every day it just gets harder to live
The dream you're believing in
Thunder Road,
All my life, I fought that fight
The fight that you can't win
Every day it just gets harder to live
The dream you're believing in
Thunder Road,
the mirror for luck
Said don't you know
All those little
Brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world
Long around
Our eighteenth year
We
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
Blinding Minnesota snow
Warm Miami May
Straight Southwestern road
Dark color of clay
Lovely like an ampersand
Mesmerizing
Sparkling sand
Deep you
hangin' from the mirror for luck
Said don't you know all those little brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world
La la la la la la la la la la
sweet symmetry
When i get this feeling all i wanna do
Is lay with you
Lay with me, lay with me tonight
I'm a lonely coyote in the southwestern sky
Lay
truths
Tell me so long
Tell me son
High lonesome mesa land
Wind howls from far away
Scullrock canyon make you see things
Dust devils whirl til the sun goes
queires decir
Let me know cause I can make you live your fantasy
Dimelo Dimelo
Yo no from Brazil but I can make that boom boom shake like Mesa
Mesa Mesa
Believe me they're true
Things I've had to do
To get next to you
I need a straight-away ticket
To a southwestern state
Have I broke all the rules
City light are shining like diamonds
Coming from the southwestern lows
Big jet engines screaming like ten thousand horses
Another town, another
You roared into the driveway
Of our southwestern ranch-style house
On a new Kawasaki
All yellow and black
Fresh out of the showroom
Our house
Cuz these days they are ending
And you're going to need a friend
You can hear Him calling to you
In the southwestern wind
In the southwestern wind
Silver bolo tie
Bird of prey flies
Across the southwestern sky
Like a shooting star
Psychedelic art
Turquoise in it's heart
She said I think you
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
long way to go.
I am the border, the old Rio Grande.
My waters they cut through the southwestern land.
From the deserts and badlands through
Dance through till dawn
I will be here when you're gone
Waiting for some kind of longing
To take hold of me
You said that I should not complain
at the south-western corner of the dark
So thank you, I'd like to invite you now to stay outside
You roared into the driveway of our
southwestern ranch style house
On a new Kawasaki,
all yellow and black,
fresh out of the showroom
Our house faced
fought that fight
The fight that you can't win
Every day it just gets harder to live
The dream you're believing in
Thunder Road, baby, you were so right
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