The Wheels of Laredo

On a winter night in Webb County, Texas On the North Bank of the mighty Rio Grande I was watching the jungle fires a-burnin' Across the border of a not-so-distant land And the echoes of the church bells that were swingin' Could be heard from Guadalupe Market Square There was a girl down there in the south side of the river She had feathers tied into her long black hair And if I was I was White-Crowned Sparrow Well I would float upon the southern skies of blue But I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo 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 readin' people's hands And I swear, I heard those church bells ringing 'Cross the border of a not-so-distant land Singing, if I was White-Crowned Sparrow Well I would float upon the southern skies of blue But I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo Wishing I was rolling back to you If I was White-Crowned Sparrow Well I would float upon the southern skies of blue But I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo Wishing I was rolling back to you I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo 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