Alamo Heard all about your fandango Banged on my knees On your bay door Only to wake you To blues on the way Blues on the way Blues on the way Embarcadere Figures you'll see me as older Twenty-three hours till the border Don't think I'll be going As fast as I came Fast as I came Fast as I came Tears on my pillow Of course they're not mine Alter that altar Make it a play Somebody invent the telephone line I'll take my chances Alamo Wish I could do what God does Heard that the stars were in order God you served out a hand With two queen of spades And blues on the way Blues on the way Tears on my pillow Of course they're not mine Alter that altar Make it a play Somebody just Somebody invent the telephone line I'll take my chances
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