Pecos River

Hey Abilene

I can see the lights from here

I'll be passing through, dark and blue

You make my troubles disappear

In the morning I feel busted

I hear those voices from the past

But it's just the wind echoing down

Rio Pecos Pass

Seekers of the gold

Climbing up that mountain high

There's a stone at the bottom of the lake

And it waits for you

Oh Abilene

Yes I'll be coming through

I'm on the road back to Abilene

There's a lot of things we could do