She was leaned against the wall By an uptown market stall ♪ She had defiance all in her eyes ♪ You could tell she was alone And had seen a hard road Yeah, she knew something about falling Dominos Low on gasoline On the road to New Orleans The Santa Fe cuts the low sun on its way to Houston The last cars fade away and gone And the Sabine River flows on ♪ She told me she was staying in the French Quarter Over by Esplanade ♪ Said she'd come down from up north after going 'round back and forth "Looking for love, not knowing what it was," she said It's no surprise I was Telling myself lies Low on gasoline On the road to New Orleans The Santa Fe cuts the low down sun on its way to Houston Last cars fade away and gone And the Sabine River flows on ♪ I asked her who it was in the picture on her bureau ♪ She said, "That's my brother, we were very close"
"Lost his life being reckless the way young men do" "He never stood a chance" "Thought he was bullet proof" ♪ Low on gasoline On the road to New Orleans The Santa Fe cuts the low sun on its way to Houston The last cars fade away and gone And the Sabine River flows on
Low on gasoline On the road to New Orleans The Santa Fe cuts the low sun on its way to Houston The last cars fade away and gone And the Sabine River flows on