Once you're outside...the first step...it doesn't seem that bad. After five steps someone put a heavy winter coat on your shoulders and you feel like there's a mask on your face suffocating you.
The record hot summer here in Louisville, and most everywhere else. We're all getting very tired of it. This song kind of goes with the heat hand in hand.
Boz Scaggs 'King of El Paso' 2001.
King of El Paso
King of El Paso
About a million stars in that desert sky
So high and lonesome it can make you want to cry
Or drive your young blood wild
And a burning glow above that northern ridge
Three day ride will get you straight down to old Juarez
A fool's El Dorado
He got a taste for Mescal and sweet perfume
Didn't take long to get him in the back room
All of sixteen and first taste of the border
There's a pile of bones out on the desert floor
All that's left of el Conquistador.. the conqueror
Well I rode that beast down into the ground
Through every draw and every border town
That devil carried me
You watch a few go down to the fire or the rope
You leave little to chance and nothing to hope
An old 24 and nothing could hold me down
(Ain't gonna ride no more)
Ain't gonna ride no more
Well you cross it once you're gonna cross it again
Something keeps you coming back to that shadowland
And so I did for the mysteries
To hear that old soul stirrer slamming through the night
Tombstone train cuts its own daylight
Ain't gonna ride no more
Though my leathers worn and my cuffs in tatters
My hearts on straight and that's all that matters
If I lose a few moves it aint no loss
Cause there's only one border left for me to cross
(Ain't gonna ride no more)
I'll take my sweet time on that one
Aint gonna ride no more
(Ain't gonna ride no more)
Oh I aint gonna ride no more
They call me King Of El Paso and my advice
Learn that road between here and paradise
(Ain't gonna ride no more)
Ain't gonna ride no more
(Ain't gonna ride no more)
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