Arizona Winds

Arizona winds blowing in face
Two lovers cry out in the moonlight
Another evening in the God-forsaken place
I can tell you what it's like to be lonely
I can tell you what it's like to be lonely
Call me Mr. Blue, the disappearring man
No place is far enough to hide me
Arizona winds, blood on the sand
I know exactly what it's like to be lonely
I know exactly what it's like to be lonely

Shots rang out in the desert night
I watched my lover die
I can still see her lying there
I can hear her cry

Arizona winds blowing hot and cold
No matter where I go they seem to find me
I'll never find no peace or a pot of gold
But I can tell you how it feels to be lonely
But I can tell you how it feels to be lonely

Arizona winds blowing in my face
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