Townes Van Zandt — Snowin On Raton

Well, 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 It's snowin' on Raton Come morning I'll be through them hills and gone Bid the years goodbye, 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 is gone It's snowin' on Raton Come morning I'll be through them hills and 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 It's snowin' on Raton Come morning I'll be through them hills and gone It's snowin' on Raton Come morning I'll be through them hills and gone