Alamo Tori Amos

[Verse 1]
Alamo, heard all about your fandango
Banged on my knees on your back door
Only to wake you to blues on the way
Blues on the way, blues on the way

[Verse 2]
Embarcadero, figures you’ll see me as older
Twenty-three hours till the border
Don’t think I’ll be going as fast as I came
Fast as I came, fast as I came

[Chorus]
Tears on my pillow, of course, they’re not mine
Alter that altar, making a play
Somebody invent the telephone line
I’ll take my chances

[Verse 3]
Alamo, wish I could do what gold does
Heard that the stars were in order
Got yourself dealt a hand with two queen of spades
And blues on the way, blues on the way

[Chorus]
Tears on my pillow, of course, they’re not mine
Alter that altar, making a play
Somebody just... somebody invent the telephone line
I’ll take my chances