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Sunday, August 30, 2015

Tijuana To Birmingham

She was born in Tijuana 
Wild as that old western town
Somehow the years found her
Out here in Birmingham 

We met in a restaurant 
Swapping stories of the west
As the nighttime rolled along
She touched away the misery that was beating in my chest

And I shared with her the stories
Of a wild man who roams
She laughed with understanding 
Sharing stories of her own

She was born in Tijuana 
Wild as that old western town
Then landed in El Paso 
And made her way to Birmingham 

In the morning she told me
How she would hold me until I moved on
I knew from the night we spent without sleeping
I found a dream I thought was gone

And I shared with her the stories
Of a drunk man singing a lonesome song
She smiled with understanding
And shared a lonesome dream of her own

She was born in Tijuana 
Wild as that old western town
The good lord sent her
To save a wild man from dying alone in Birmingham 

She was born in Tijuana 
Wild as that old western town