Abilene – Damien Jurado – letras

I fell in love with a girl of nineteenA black-haired girl I called AbileneYoung girl, where’s your husband?Sadly, she replied, I do not have oneThen it’s you I’ll marry with your parents’ permissionNo fine sir, they will not let me marryFor I am a young girlAnd you are a man withoutmoneyThen I’ll come by your windowTonight when they both will be sleepingOutside your window in a carriage I will be waitingThey’ll awake to find you goneOpen their eyes and think they’re dreamingAnd never did they thinkThat their Abilene would leave themNow fine sir, where is it you shall take me?Is it in the mountains highOr is it the deep blue sea?