Snowin On Raton Lyrics - Townes Van Zandt

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 snowin' on Raton 

Come morning I'll be through 

Them hills and gone 

Mother thinks the road 

Is long and lonely 

Little brother thinks 

The road is straight and fine 

Little darling thinks 

The road is soft and lovely 

I'm thankful that old road 

Is a friend of mine 

Bid the years good-bye 

You cannot still them 

You cannot turn 

The circles of the sun 

You cannot count the miles 

Until you feel them 

And you cannot hold 

A lover that has gone 

Tomorrow the mountains 

Will be sleeping 

Silent 'neath a blanket 

Green and blue ah but I shall hear 

The silence they are keeping 

I'll bring all their promises to you