Wheels Of Laredo
On a winter night in Webb County, Texas
On the north bank of the mighty Rio Grande
I was watchin' the jungle fires 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
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
Wishin' I was rollin' back to you
Wish I was rollin'
I put on my favorite jacket for Jamboozie
I painted up my eyes and wore my beads
There was a band playin' "To God Be the Glory"
There were people dancin' all around the streets
There were barrels on the sidewalk that were burnin'
And a fortune-teller readin' people's hands
And I swear, I heard those church bells ringin'
Across the border of a not-so-distant land
Singin', 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
Wishin' I was rollin' 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
Wishin' I was rollin' back to you
Wishin' I was rollin' back to you
On the north bank of the mighty Rio Grande
I was watchin' the jungle fires 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
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
Wishin' I was rollin' back to you
Wish I was rollin'
I put on my favorite jacket for Jamboozie
I painted up my eyes and wore my beads
There was a band playin' "To God Be the Glory"
There were people dancin' all around the streets
There were barrels on the sidewalk that were burnin'
And a fortune-teller readin' people's hands
And I swear, I heard those church bells ringin'
Across the border of a not-so-distant land
Singin', 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
Wishin' I was rollin' 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
Wishin' I was rollin' back to you
Wishin' I was rollin' back to you
Credits
Writer(s): Brandi Marie Carlile, Timothy Jay Hanseroth, Phillip John Hanseroth
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