Rio

Run the Rio
Up to Albuquerque
Baby by my side
Nothing can hurt me

Ribbon of gold
Cottonwoods turning
High desert cold
I’m still burning
Just to hold you near

White silver bracelets
Turquoise and clay
The light on your hands
At the end of the day

Santa Fe
Mission bells ringing
Piñon smoke
I hear my baby singing
She sings Albuquerque