Jim Proctor Sings (you A Song)

Sara dear, where are you? Is it so far you cannot hear me? Laura dear, where'd you go? Don't you know you belong near me? Anna, are you sleeping? Is it keeping you away from here? Emma, are you waking? Is it making sense, this song? Do you long to find this love of mine so near? Nora dear, who were you? That little girl you grew away from? Marla dear, who are you? Have you a star to guide your way home? Ava, are you running? Are you coming soon from far away? Julia, is there meaning? Is it unseeming to sing this song of love? Is it so wrong to write you'll hold me tight some day? Sara dear, where are you? Laura dear, where'd you go? Anna, are you sleeping? Emma, are you waking? Nora dear, who were you? Marla dear, who are you? Ava, are you running? Julia, is there meaning?

Well the Rio Grande river, it's born in Colorado, A thousand miles it wanders down, Until it reaches the waters of the Gulf of Mexico, A long, long way; a long, long way. And here in Albuquerque, in the state of New Mexico, The Rio Grande runs past my home, I'm running like that river, but where I'm headed I don't know, It's far away; so far away. Well my own headwaters are in Canyonville, Oregon, For twenty years it was my home, There I wandered the forests and I looked out from the mountains, A long, long way; a long, long way. Then I flew across the ocean into southern Africa, Where Mkhondvo runs through the Swazi soil, There I started a family and thought of mine in America, So far away; so far away. Now my wife and Joy and I we live here in New Mexico, With the desert suns and the Indian moons, But like the Rio Grande I fear we're all just passing through, To who knows where; to who knows where.