INTRO IN A MEXICAN RESTAURANT IN TAOS, NEW MEXICO SAT A DARK HAIRED LADY, A SIGHT FOR SORE EYES I DROVE IN ON FRIDAY, I WAS COLD AND I WAS LONESOME SNOW WAS A FALLIN FROM COLD STEEL GREY SKIES I SHOOK OFF THAT COLD AND SAT AT A TABLE I WAS LOST ON THE ROAD AND ALL BUT DONE IN I LOOKED PAST THE TOURIST, PAST THE JEWELRY AND THE TURQUOISE DOWN IN HER BROWN EYES, I SLIPPED AND FELL IN AND I SAID HEY SENORITA, CAN I BUY YOU SOME COFFEE SING YOU A LOVE SONG, GAZE IN YOUR EYES BE HERE TOMORROW, BUT I CAN'T PROMISE SUNDAY IT'S SO WARM BESIDE YOU AND SO COLD, SO COLD OUTSIDE IT'S A DANCE CROSS THE DANCE FLOOR TO A SCRATCHY OLD RECORD BOB WILLS IS SINGING OLD FADED LOVE WE DANCE AND WE DANCED, TILL THE NIGHT WAS FORSAKEN IN THE FIRST LIGHT OF MORNING, BOTH FELL IN LOVE CHORUS IT'S DOWN FROM THE MOUNTAINS, CROSS THE VALLEYS AND MESAS IT'S A WORN OUT OLD ENDING TO A WORN OUT OLD LINE THERE'S A 1000 MILES OF HIGHWAY BEFORE ME MY HEART RETURNS TO HER TIME AFTER TIME CHORUS