Point Me in the Direction of Albuquerque
Lost Souls and Greyhound Trails: A Journey Home in Albuquerque
Lyrics
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Instrumental intro
Window walkin' downtown, feelin' mighty good
The narrator is walking downtown and feeling good
and I noticed from the corner how all alone she stood
Observing a lonely girl standing in the corner
Underneath the lamplight, an angel in disguise
Describing her as an angel in disguise under a lamplight
Lonely little runaway with teardrops in her eyes
Noticing she's a runaway with teardrops in her eyes
Crazy little ragdoll, her hair was wild and tossed
Describing the girl as a crazy little ragdoll with wild hair
and I put my arm around her, 'cause I knew that she was lost
Narrator puts his arm around her, sensing she is lost
She didn't seem to notice that anyone was near
The girl seems unaware of others around
'Till suddenly she turned to me and whispered in my ear
She turns to the narrator and whispers in his ear
Point me in the direction of Albuquerque
Expressing a desire to go to Albuquerque
I want to go home, and help me get home
Asking for help to get home
Point me in the direction of Albuquerque
Repeating the desire to go to Albuquerque
I need to get home, need to get home
Reiterating the need to get home
Showed me a ticket for a Greyhound bus, her head was lost in time
Showcasing a Greyhound bus ticket, indicating confusion
She didn't know who or where she was
She is lost in time, not knowing who or where she is
"And anyone that helps me is a real good friend of mine"
Considering anyone helping her as a real good friend
Real good friend of mine
Reiterating the idea of a good friend
Point me in the direction of Albuquerque
Repeating the desire to go to Albuquerque
And help me get home, help me get home
Asking for help again to get home
Walked her to the station and kissed away the tears
Escorting her to the station and comforting her
Knowing I'd remember through all the coming years
Reflecting on the memorable moment
Ragdoll on that Greyhound who waved with all her might
The girl waves from the Greyhound bus
Weeped against the window as the bus rolled out of sight
Narrator watches her leave with tears against the window
Crazy little ragdoll, her hair was wild and tossed
Repeating the description of the girl as a crazy ragdoll
and I put my arm around her, 'cause I knew that she was lost
Narrator comforts her again, sensing her lost state
She didn't seem to notice that anyone was near
She remains unaware of others around
'Till suddenly she turned to me and whispered in my ear
She turns and whispers in the narrator's ear again
Crazy little ragdoll, her hair was wild and tossed
Repeating the description of the girl as a crazy ragdoll
and I put my arm around her, 'cause I knew that she was lost
Narrator comforts her once more, sensing her lost state
She didn't seem to notice that anyone was near
She remains unaware of others around
'Till suddenly she turned to me and whispered in my ear
She turns and whispers in the narrator's ear again
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