On a winter night in Webb County, Texas On the north bank of the mighty Rio Grande I was watchin' the jungle fires burnin' Across the border of a not-so-distant land And the echoes of the church bells that were swingin' Could be heard from Guadalupe Market Square There was a girl down there in the south side of the river She had feathers tied into her long black hair Said if I was a White-Crowned Sparrow I would float upon the southern skies of blue But I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo Wishin' I was rollin' back to you Wish I was rollin' I put on my favorite jacket for Jamboozie I painted up my eyes and wore my beads There was a band playin' "To God Be the Glory" There were people dancin' all around the streets There were barrels on the sidewalk that were burnin' And a fortune-teller readin' people's hands And I swear, I heard those church bells ringin' Across the border of a not-so-distant land Singin', if I was a White-Crowned Sparrow I would float upon the southern skies of blue But I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo Wishin' I was rollin' back to you ♪ If I was a White-Crowned Sparrow I would float upon the southern skies of blue But I'm stuck inside the wheels of Laredo Wishin' I was rollin' back to you Wishin' I was rollin' back to you