New Mexico - Billy Joel

Today I’m livin' like a rich man’s son

Tomorrow mornin' I could be a bum

It doesn’t matter which direction though

I know a woman in New Mexico

Oh worse comes to worst I’ll get along

I don’t know how but sometimes I can be strong

And if I don’t have a car I’ll hitch

I got a thumb and she’s a son of a bitch

I’ll do my writing on my road guitar

And make a living at a piano bar

Oh worse comes to worst I’ll get along

I don’t know how but sometimes I can be strong

Oo lighting and thunder

Flashed across the roads we drove upon

Oh but it’s clear skies we’re under

When we are together, when I sing this song

Worse comes to worst I’ll get along

I don’t know how but sometimes I can be strong

Fun ain’t easy if it ain’t free

Too many people got a hold on me

But I know something that they don’t know

I know a woman in New Mexico

Oh worse comes to worst I’ll get along

I don’t know how but sometimes I can be strong