New Mexico - Demo - 1973

Today I'm living like a rich man's son
 Tomorrow morning I could be a bum
 It doesn't matter which direction though
 I know woman in New Mexico
 Worse comes to worst I'll get along
 I don't know how but sometimes I can be strong
 And if I don't have a car I'll hitch
 I got a thumb and she's a son of a bitch
 I do my writing on my road guitar
 And make a living at a piano bar, oh
 Worse comes to worst I'll get along
 I don't know how but sometimes I can be strong
 (Ooh ooh ooh) Lightning and thunder
 Flashed across the roads we drove upon
 Oh, but it's clear skies we're under
 When we are together, when we sing this song
 Worse comes to worst I'll get along
 I don't know how but sometimes I can be strong
 Oh, fun ain't easy if it ain't free
 Too many people got a hold on me
 But I know something that they don't know
 I know a woman in New Mexico
 Worse comes to worst I'll get along
 I don't know how but sometimes I can be strong
 (Ooh ooh ooh, ooh, ooh).