More Info On a dark desert highway cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night there she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell and I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor I thought I heard them say
Here's my son and his wife's pub in the heart of the Yorkshire Dales
Guinea Pig alert !
