Well me and Billy

We left Boulder City

Decided that we'd head out west

Been east and south

But it didn't workout

We were getting' nowhere fast

Me with my guitar

And him with his saddle

Tryin' to out do the rest

I sang my heart out

And he rides them broncs now

And that's what me and Billy do best.



We took interstate 20

'Til we ran out of money

In a place just past Abilene

So I sang at a honky-tonk

And he broke the bad bronc

And we bought some gas and some beans.



With a whole lot of luck

And an old pickup truck

We made it to New Mexico

We pulled up in Clovis

And I sure didn't know this

Was as far as I ever would go.



I needed some strings

Billy wanted a ring

The kind that the Indians made

A voice said hello boys

I've got silver and turquoise

And that's when I saw her face.



That's when I noticed

That girl down in Clovis

A black haired beauty

She set a fire to me

A green eyed lady

In old jeans that were faded

No I didn't notice

What happened in Clovis

But I called her baby.



I asked her with care

If she'd like to share

An evening with someone like I

I said I ain't a winner

Just a hard livin' singer

She smiled and said meet me at nine

We ate tacos and talked

And then we took a walk

In the clean southwestern air

Then we went back to her house

I took my guitar out

And sang of my joy and despair.



She served me her wine

And she helped me write lines

To songs I could not complete

And her eyes seemed to say

Put that guitar away

That's somethin' that both of us need.





What a beautiful site

Was her face in the light

And the candles there on the wall

And we reached the height

Of good love on that night

And I hope we never will part.



And I'm glad I noticed

That girl down in Clovis

Daughter of a drimmer

She's a born grinner

A green eyed lady

Kinda wild, kinda lazy

I didn't notice

What happened in Clovis

But I called her baby.

Baby.