On a winter night in Webb County, Texas
On the north bank of the mighty Rio Grande
I was watchin' the jungle fires a-burnin'
Across the border of a not-so-distant land
And the echoes of the church bells that were swingin'
Could be heard from Guadalupe Market Square
There was a girl down there on the south side of the river
She had feathers tied into her long black hair
And if I was a White-crowned Sparrow
Well I would float upon the southern skies of blue
But I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo
A-wishin' I was rollin' back to you
I put on my favorite jacket for Jamboozie
I painted up my eyes and wore my beads
There was a band playin' to