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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 all that I shall hear
The silence they are keeping
I'll bring all their promises to you
- Album:
- Our Mother The Mountain
- Townes Van Zandt
- For The Sake Of The Song: First Album
- Sunshine Boy
- No Deeper Blue
- The Nashville Sessions
- Roadsongs
- At My Window
- The Late Great Townes Van Zandt
- High, Low And In Between
- Delta Momma Blues
- Miscellaneous
- Legend
- Texas Troubadour
- Rear View Mirror
- Absolutely Nothing
- Drama Falls Like Teardrops
- The Very Best of Townes Van Zandt: The Texan Troubadour
- Singer Songwriter Collection
- The Best of Townes Van Zandt