Navajo Rug Lyrics - The Western Years - Tom Russell

Well it's two eggs up on whiskey toast 

Home fries on the side, 

You wash her down with the roadhouse coffee 

That burns up your inside, 

It's just a canyon, Colorado diner, 

A waitress I did love, 

We sat in the back 'neath an old stuffed bear, 

A worn out Navajo rug. 

Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 

Shades of red and blue 

Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 

Whatever became of the Navajo rug and you? 

Well, old Jack the boss, he left at six 

It was, 'Katie, bar the door'. 

She'd pull down that Navajo rug 

And we'd spread it across the floor, 

I saw lightning frame the sacred mountains 

The wooing of the turtle doves 

Just Iying next to Katie, 

On that old Navajo rug. 

Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 

Shades of red and blue 

Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 

Whatever became of the Navajo rug and you? 

Well, I saw old Jack about a year ago, 

Said the place burned to the ground, 

All he saved was an old bear tooth 

And Katie she left town, 

Well, Katie, got a souvenir too, 

Jack smiled as he spit out a big old plug, 

Well, you shoulda seen her coming through the smoke 

She was dragging that Navajo rug. 

Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 

Shades of red and blue 

Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 

Whatever became of the Navajo rug and you? 

So every time I cross the sacred mountains 

And lightning jumps above, 

It always takes me back in time 

To my long lost Katie love, 

You know everything keeps on a moving 

Everybody's on the go, 

Hey, you don't find things that last anymore 

Like a hand-woven Navajo. 

Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 

Shades of red and blue 

Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 

Whatever became of the Navajo rug and you!