NAVAJO RUG
Ian Tyson


Well it's two eggs up on whiskey toast 
Home fries on the side, 
Wash it down with roadhouse coffee 
Burns up your inside, 
It's a canyon, Colorado diner 
And a waitress I did love, 
I sat in the back 'neath an old stuffed bear 
And a worn out Navajo rug. 

Now old Jack the boss, he left at six 
And it's, 'Katie bar the door'. 
She'd pull down that Navajo rug 
And she spread it on the floor, 
Hey, I saw lightning 'cross the sacred mountains 
Saw woven turtle doves 
When I was Iying next to Katie, 
On that old Nauajo rug. 

Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 
Shades of red and blue 
Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 
Whatever became of the Navajo rug and you? 

I saw old Jack about a year ago, 
He said the place burned to the ground, 
And all I saued was this here old bear tooth 
And Katie she's left town, 
But Katie, she got her souvenir too, 
Jack spit a tobacco plug, 
You shoulda seen her coming through the smoke 
With that old Navajo rug. 

So every time I cross the sacred mountains 
And lightning breaks above, 
It always takes me back in time 
To my long lost Katie love, 
But everything keeps on a moving 
And everyone's on the go, 
You don't find things that last anymore 
Like an old woven Navajo.

Aye, aye, aye, Katie, 
Shades of red and blue
Ayer aye, aye, Katie, 
Whatever became of the Navajo rug and you!