Clovis, New Mexico
By Hank Williams Jr.


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Well me and Billy, we left Bossier City and decided that we’d head out west
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We been east and south but it didn’t work out, we were getting’ nowhere fast
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Me with my guitar and him with his saddle, tryin’ to out do the rest
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I sang my heart out and he rides them broncs down, that’s what me and Billy do best
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We took Interstate 20 ‘til we ran out of money at a place just past Abilene
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So I sang at a honky tonk and he broke a bad bronc and we bought some gas and some beans
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With a whole lotta luck and an old pickup truck we made it to New Mexico
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We pulled up in Clovis and I sure didn’t notice this was as far as I ever would go
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I needed some strings, Billy wanted a ring, the kind that the Indians make
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A voice said “Hello Boys I got silver and turquoise and that’s when I saw her face


Chorus 1:
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That’s when I noticed      that girl down in Clovis
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A black haired beauty, she set fire to me
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A green eyed lady     in old jeans that were faded
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Oh I didn’t notice what happened in Clovis but I call her baby


I asked her with care if she’d like to share her evening with someone like I
I said I ain’t a winner, just a hard livin’ singer, she smiled and said meet me at 9
We ate tacos and talked and then we took a walk in the clean southwestern air
Then we went back to her house, I took my guitar and sang of my joy and despair
She sent me her wine and she helped me write lines to songs that I could not complete
And her eyes seemed to say put that guitar away, there’s something that both of us need
What a beautiful site was her face in the light of the candles there on the wall
And we reached the heights of good love on that night and I hope we never will fall

Chorus2:
And I’m glad I noticed that girl down in Clovis
The daughter of a driller, she’s a born thriller
A green eyed lady, kinda wild kinda lazy
I never noticed what happened in Clovis but I call her baby
Baby