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-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

Said, if I was a White-crowned Sparrow

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 streets

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 in a not-so-distant land

Singing, if I was a White-crowned Sparrow

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 a White-crowned Sparrow

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

A-wishing I was rolling back to you