| Along the palo duro canyon |
| Red river shows so may eyes |
| One eye squinting, shaded from the sun, shoot me |
| Black a oil, his hair shone |
| Lily white, his skin glistened |
| Restless as the reed between his lips blew |
| It’s just that mean old texas sun |
| It makes me dizzy, dizzy, dizzy in my head |
| What day is this? i, quiet, asked the sky |
| What time is it? he asked me, sitting up |
| Love that villan on the run |
| He’s got me spinning 'round and falling on my head |
| What are you running from? I asked the white boy |
| From the guys who chase me therecome run |
| I need your dark skin |
| To sit beside me in my car, light up my cigar |
| I’ll light you |
| It’s just that mean old texas sun |
| It makes me dizzy, dizzy, dizzy in my head |
| Love that villan on the run |
| He’s got me spinning 'round and falling on my head |
| And dizzy, dizzy, dizzy in my head |
| He said you’re ony indian in oklahoma |
| You could be melting in america |
| White on red, melt with my skin |
| These two hearts will beat along the walls of our hotel |
| I need your dark skin |
| It’s just that mean old texas sun |
| It makes me dizzy, dizzy, dizzy in my head |
| The last I saw of oklahoma |
| A gas station fading in the dusk |
| Goodbye my father, I thought, I’m carrying the light |
| The light of my comanche |
| Make sure the dog remembers me |
| I dream the sand beneath your feet |
| I hold the light |
| It’s just that mean old texas sun |
| It makes me dizzy, dizzy, dizzy in my head |
| Love that villan on the run |
| He’s got me spinning 'round and falling on my head |
| And dizzy, dizzy, dizzy in my head |