She left without leavin' a number. Said she needed to clear her mind. He figured she'd gone back to Austin. 'Cause she talked about it all the time. It was almost a year before she called him up.
There was a time. I really used to care about what others thought. And the way they talk. In a crowd I used to pull away. When she would kiss my face and touch my hair.
Adios days on the wide open prairie. Nights in the canyon are gone. Steven is dead, Johnny got married. and me I'm here all on my own. I'm all on my own.
I was thinking that night about Elvis. Day that he died, day that he died. I was thinking that night about Elvis. Day that he died, day that he died. Just a country boy that combed his hair.
You know just the other morning. I was hanging around in my house. I had that old book with picutres of Madonna naked. And I was checkin' it out. Just then a friend of mine came to the door.
Buenos noches senorita, I'm mighty pleased to meet ya. Maybe you and I could sit a spell and talk. I'm new to Santa Fe, I just rode into town today. Thought I'd spend some time in these adobe walls.
No more than just a broken heart ago. I made a promise to myself I'd never. Trust someone again. Judging form my rough and rocky past. I wrote off love as just a game a fool will play and never win.