Can You Really Let Go of Columbia?
Can You Really Let Go of Columbia?
I watched from the sidelines
From the time I first saw you
Till I fell in love
With your voice and your smile
I was there for your heartbreaks
There when you played heartbreaker
We were friends, maybe more than friends
Just for a while
We took the van up that weekend
To Columbia in the foothills
Where the annual parade
Brings the old-timers down
And there, 'midst the spare ribs
And the corncobs and chicken
We slipped unawares into some mystery town
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We wandered the plazas of some nameless pueblo
That both of us knew we had walked in before
At the end of the alley I fell into your arms
How I wished that night for a thousand more
CHORUS:
Can you really let go of Columbia, amigo,
The red sky above us on the desert at dawn?
The dark end of the alley
Where your lips met mine
And we waltzed away up to the star-filled sky
While the squeezebox played soft and slow
Have you really let go of Columbia?
Amigo, can you really let go?
Now you're up in Seattle
With your wife and two children
In the end, I guess her world
Pulled you stronger than mine
And I'm down here in the southland
With my ceiling still leaking
Don't get out to the foothills much
In summertime
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But I often remember Columbia, amigo
When that old Santy Anna
Shakes my window at dawn
I see the dark alley where our hearts entwined
Where I would have been yours
Where you might have been mine
Only now we'll never know
Can you really let go of Columbia?
CHORUS:
Can you really let go of Columbia, amigo?
The red sky above on the desert at dawn
The dark end of the alley where your lips met mine
And we waltzed our way up to the star-filled sky
While the squeezebox sighs and your black eyes
Took this poor senorita's soul
She waits for you still in Columbia
Mui amigo, have you really let go?
Can you really let go?