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briscoe - when the desert lyrics

[verse 1]
well she’s real good pickin’ like a low+hung fruit
walking on in in her blue suede shoes
she’s easy on the eyes and she’s real sweet too
prolly shoulda kept her man, that’s the truth
mama said boy why’d you let her go
’cause i’m heading down south to mexico

[chorus]
hey senorita
i was born to run away
when the desert calls my name
i’ll go back to where i’m from
and i hate to leave ya
but i never coulda stayed
when the desеrt calls my name
i’ll go back to where i’m from

[verse 2]
wеll i got me a job in the big city lights
i’m workin’ all day, i’m workin’ all night
and got me a paycheck to front the bills
but i can’t stop thinking bout the rollin’ hills
bossman said, son won’t you stay
but i’m heading out west to santa fe
[chorus]
hey senorita
i was born to run away
when the desert calls my name
i’ll go back to where i’m from
and i hate to leave ya
but i never coulda stayed
when the desert calls my name
i’ll go back to where i’m from

[bridge]
i’ll take a trip back home to the marfa lights
where the men stay up with the stars all night
and i don’t know how but i do know when
very soon i’ll be comin’ comin’ home again
i said ba+a+abe i’m a+ready for your cactus in my boots

[chorus]
hey senorita
i was born to run away
when the desert calls my name
i’ll go back to where i’m from
and i hate to leave ya
but i never coulda stayed
when the desert calls my name
i’ll go back to where i’m from

- briscoe lyrics

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