Dave Alvin - C I saw an old grey heron, flyin? south against the wind Storm clouds over Juarez, rollin? east to the Big Bend I drove down Highway Ninety, through a dusty desert wind I didn?t know where it would lead me, or if I?d find her again Down the Rio Grande I lit my last cigarette, as the sky began to clear Black mountains up ahead, a red sundown in my mirror Lost all the border, ?tween the future and the past One fading slowly, and the other comin? fast Down the Rio Grande Repeat (guitaretab.com)