Lyrics
We'll go rolling to see the fires
And on a gold beach we'll retire
If you're the first driver in the morning light
I think we'll make it
When you see her on the hill
Father Sparrow's Coupe de Ville
She'll be laughing to meet the man
He'll be laughing
Albuquerque, Santa Fe
And I lost my way
Albuquerque, Santa Fe
And I lost my way
Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): HIRSCH SCOTT EVAN, KIM JAMES U, TAYLOR MICHAEL CARRINGTON
And on a gold beach we'll retire
If you're the first driver in the morning light
I think we'll make it
When you see her on the hill
Father Sparrow's Coupe de Ville
She'll be laughing to meet the man
He'll be laughing
Albuquerque, Santa Fe
And I lost my way
Albuquerque, Santa Fe
And I lost my way
Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): HIRSCH SCOTT EVAN, KIM JAMES U, TAYLOR MICHAEL CARRINGTON