Let me sing to you all those songs I know Of the wild, windy places locked in timeless snow And the wide, crimson deserts where the muddy rivers flow Its sad, but the telling takes me home Come along with me to some places that Ive been Where people all look back and they still remember when And the quicksilver legends, like sunlight, turn and bend Its sad, but the telling takes me home Walk along some wagon road, down the iron rail Past the rusty Cadillacs that mark the boom town trail Where dreamers never win and doers never fail Its sad, but the telling takes me home Ill sing of my amigos, come from down below Whisper in their loving tongue the songs of Mexico They work their stolen Eden, lost so long ago Its sad, but the telling takes me home Ill tell you all some lies, just made up for fun And the loudest, meanest brag, it can beat the fastest gun Ill show you all some graves that tell where the West was won Its sad, but the telling takes me home And Ill sing about an emptiness the East has never known Where coyotes dont pay taxes and a man can live alone And youve got to walk forever just to find a telephone Its sad, but the telling takes me home Let me sing to you all those songs I know Of the wild, windy places locked in timeless snow And the wide, crimson deserts where the muddy rivers flow Its sad, but the telling takes me home
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