Tularosa

It was a warm night in Tularosa
When I first saw her in some coffeeshop
She worked as a waitress didn´t like the job
I feel this ain´t the place for you
Get outta here, my Lady Blue
And I will sing my song for you

Your Mama told you not to talk to strangers
Never let´em take you down the road
Now you´re grown there is no need to tell you
I feel this ain´t the place for you
Get outta here my Lady Blue
And I will sing my song for you

Oh, come on let´s hit the road
It won´t take long ´fore we´re getting old
Let´s blow this town, keep moving on
It won´t take long ´fore we´re getting old

It was a warm night in Tularosa ...