Window walkin' downtown, feelin' mighty good   And I noticed from the corner how all alone she stood   Underneath the lamplight, an angel in disguise   Lonely little runaway with teardrops in her eyes      Crazy little rag doll, her hair was wild and tossed   And I put my arm around her, 'cause I knew that she was lost   She didn't seem to notice that anyone was near   Till suddenly she turned to me and whispered in my ear      Point me in the direction of Albuquerque   I want to go home, and help me get home   Point me in the direction of Albuquerque   I need to get home, need to get home      Showed me a ticket for a Greyhound bus   Her head was lost in time   She didn't know who or where she was   And anyone that helps me is a real good friend of mine   Real good friend of mine      Point me in the direction of Albuquerque   And help me get home, help me get home      Walked her to the station and kissed away the tears   Knowing I'd remember through all the coming years   Rag doll on that Greyhound who waved with all her might   Weeped against the window as the bus rolled out of sight      Point me in the direction of Albuquerque   I want to go home, and help me get home   Point me in the direction of Albuquerque   I need to get home, need to get home      Point me in the direction of Albuquerque   I want to go home, and help me get home