Late at night I lay in bed Run the roads inside my head Trying to return to where I'm from Lying on my crooked back I look back on my crooked path Windin' my way back now just seems dumb I get blue like Colorado I hang down like those Rocky mountain skies In the valley oh why do I go Dreaming on the mountains I should climb Sittin' still just wouldn't please me So I made my way out easy I was young when I stole the Raton Pass Went up north and drifted west Until some hillfolk call me Tex I just prayed, "Lord, straighten out my path" I get blue like Colorado I hang down like those Rocky mountain skies In the valley oh why do I go Dreaming on the mountains I should climb Lift your eyes up to the hills Pray the Lord your soul to keep So afraid he never will Born a stray just out of reach Oh, Lord Oh, Lord, come and find me I get blue like Colorado I hang down like those Rocky mountain skies In the valley oh why do I go Dreamin' on the mountains I should climb Dreamin' on the mountains I should climb