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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeNew Mexico
Today I'm living like a rich man's sonTomorrow morning I could be a bumIt doesn't matter which direction thoughI know a woman in New MexicoWorse comes to worse I'll get alongI don't know how but sometimes I can be strongAnd if I don't have a car I'll hitchI got a thumb and she's a son of a bitchI do my writing on my road guitarAnd make a living at a piano bar, ohWorse comes to worse I'll get alongI don't know how but sometimes I can be strong(Ooh ooh ooh) Lightning and thunderFlashed across the roads we drove uponOh, but it's clear skies we're underWhen we are together, when we sing this songWorse comes to worse I'll get alongI don't know how but sometimes I can be strongOh, fun ain't easy if it ain't freeToo many people got a hold on meBut I know something that they don't knowI know a woman in New MexicoWorse comes to worse I'll get alongI don't know how but sometimes I can be strong(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh, ooh)
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