This place plays tricks on me
I don't know why I'm here
So peaceful and serene
But it only brings me tears,
Good lord it only brings me tears
My bad luck boots
And my hard luck hand
My coal black thoughts
Reappear, reprimand
And hold my head
To the silt, to the sand,
To the bone-white dead
Of the Rio Grande
I return every last time
With a strong and a hopeful heart
But under a mocking blue sky
Somehow it all just crumbles apart
Oh it all just crumbles apart
My bad luck boots
And my hard luck hand
My coal black thoughts
Reappear, reprimand
And hold my head
To the silt, to the sand,
To the bone-white dead
Of the Rio Grande
The pines have lost their green
Now they stare without a sound
The wind's too cold to sing
Snow is heavy on the ground
Heavy on the ground