.When the wind don't blow in Amarillo
And the moon along the Gunnison don't rise
Shall I cast my dreams upon your love, babe
And lie beneath the laughter of your eyes?
It's snowing on Raton
Come morning I'll be through them hills and gone
Mother thinks the road is lo.
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