a hundred miles from mexico
me and my amigo, the coral orange moon.
dark so black poets don't go
ol' fateful, willin' who I am on a fateful
winding stretch of road
a hundred miles from mexico
the moon, the music, and me
a hundred miles from mexico
backing down this highway, thumbing at the headlights
gravel shoulder, devil's backbone
before the headlights become the dawn
me and my amigo will be gone
a hundred miles from mexico
the moon, the music, and me
before the headlights become the dawn
me and my amigo will be gone
1 | Push Comes To Shove |
2 | Last Dance at the Last Chance |
3 | Best Is Yet to Come |
4 | Have Not, Will Travel |
5 | Poetry, Texas |
6 | Place to Call Our Own |