It was a place where the hippies won In the land of the Subaru Where the dream was never done And there still was room for you
In the valley of the Rio Grande North of the Taos plateau People there would lend a hand And leave you room to grow, room to grow
It was back in ‘17, The summer before the fall Hope was being squeezed By the bums who had it all
But there was music all around Because the people dared to sing You know they made such a sound That they could face anything, any thing
Sun smoke and cottonwood snow Some things only the Red Willow know Arroyo Seco, New Mexico
Some made a little fire So the big fire wouldn't burn The word rose like smoke And the winds began to turn
Above the Taos plateau In the valley of the Rio Grande Lo a new sound low Resonated with the land, with the land
In a place where the hippies won And a Subaru would do The hard times came on Harder than they ever knew
But they would build again With sand, clay and straw They found a new well within And made an even deeper draw, deeper draw
Sun smoke and cottonwood snow Some learn what the red willow know Hondo and Seco, New Mexico Land of enchantment, New MexicoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
