Pueblo, Colorado

© 2011 Unrecorded


Ain't no cloudy skies in Pueblo Colorado

only sunshine pourin down across the plain

no sad goodbyes in Pueblo Colorado

I'm headed back to Pueblo once again


Ain't no Southern breeze in Pueblo Colorado

just a cold hard wind that never calls you home

no sweet magnolia blossoms in the meadow

no kudzu vines clingin to your bones


And there's a woman out in Pueblo Colorado

she said she'd like to see me once again

her eyes are soft as moonlight on the mesa

her dark hair tumbles down like desert rain


Springtime in the Rockies is just as pretty

there ain't no Smoky Mountain mist to fill the air

I'm headed back to Pueblo Colorado

I know in Pueblo she'll be waitin there


I want to count the stars over Pueblo Colorado

and close my eyes beneath the western sky

hear the whisper of the wind song through the shadows

and dream a Pueblo Colorado lullaby


Ain't no cloudy skies in Pueblo Colorado

only sunshine pourin down across the plain

no sad goodbyes in Pueblo Colorado

I'm headed back to Pueblo once again

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