Ghost of the Desert (Outro) - ATXRY & Fried Cheese

(Drew Womack) Colorado's just to cold You see I'm a gulf coast boy by heart It's in my blood Where I left my soul The pain all started way back when I lost faith in us again Pulled up my roots And replanted them in paradise Where my life has gone to hell Life was fine, back home, back then And I could blame it on the state I'm in Colorado's just to perfect To be this hell I've run to To get away from you These white-capped mountains and deep blue skies I can't admire through these shallow brown eyes It can't be done Without you life ain't no fun Precious gifts I take for granted I started with you now this place I'm planted is bringing me down Girl, I'm all peaked out in paradise Where my life has gone to hell Life was fine, back home, back then So I blame it on the state I'm in Colorado's just too perfect To be this hell I've run to To get away from you Life was fine, back home, back then And I could blame it on the state I'm in Colorado's just to perfect To be this hell I've run to To get away from you

(Craig wiseman/mark selby) Billy's standing out by a west texas highway With his thumb in the morning air He's spent 18 summers in the dust of odessa Never getting nowhere But he got him a misspelled cardboard Of albuquerque standin' in the breakdown lane He ain't lookin' for a ride so much as he's looking for a Change, a little something different for cryin' out loud Yeah a change Even for the worse, it would be better somehow Sometimes you just cross that line Where everything is more of the same When it's do or die, step aside, turn the tide Somethin's gotta change Betty's walkin' out of a tattoo parlor She's got curlers in her hair She still can't believe she had a little red rose Put right on her derriere And she's still gotta pick up that red lace teddy And a bottle of pink Well her husband doesn't know it But tonight he's in for a Change, a little something different for cryin' out loud Yeah a change Even for the worse, it would be better somehow Sometimes you just cross that line Where everything is more of the same When it's do or die, step aside, turn the tide Somethin's gotta change Now who of us hasn't been heading home on friday Sitting at some traffic light Wondering what would happen if we hung a left Instead of takin' that faithful old right It's the human condition A part of us wishes that life wouldn't get so tame And we all know better than to think that's ever gonna Change, a little something different for cryin' out loud Yeah a change Even for the worse, it would be better somehow Looking for a change Change Yeah a change Looking for a change, yeah

I've spent twenty three nights in this one horse town I've been jacked up, been broke down for too long I've been bustin' my tail in the blazing sun Watching jack rabbits watch tumbleweeds run until dawn Something's whispering in my ear that I should be light years from here in Albuquerque where the skies are blue (I'm gonna take a bus, take a train, gonna' fly) (Prayin' she's there after all this time) Albuquerque my heart aches for you (Stretchin' out across the lazy haze) (Haunting my dreams calling my name) Three more days 'til I get my pay I need my money but I can't stay another night I've been tossin', turnin' in my bed I can't get her out, out of my head to save my life Shake the sand out of my boots Six hundred thirty-four miles to you in Albuquerque where the skies are blue (Gonna take a bus, take a train gonna' fly) (Prayin' she's there after all this time) Albuquerque my heart aches for you (Stretchin' out across the lazy haze) (Haunting my dreams calling my name) Yes it does Oh in Albuquerque where the skies are blue (Gonna take a bus, take a train, gonna' fly) (Prayin' she's there after all this time) Albuquerque my heart aches for you (Stretchin' out across the lazy haze) (Haunting my dreams, calling my name) Albuquerque where the skies are blue (I'm gonna take a bus, take a train, gonna' fly) (Prayin' she's there after all this time) Albuquerque my heart aches for you (Stretchin' out across the lazy haze) (Haunting my dreams calling my name)