We were silent in the desert Between L.A. and Santa Fe He was heading for the mountain Said he had a place to stay He was playing steel guitar And talking 'bout the mystic car And something called the surfin' eagle Woah oh oh oh surfin' eagle Fly fly fly surfin' eagle There were too many cervezas And the conversation brewed He said if you're heading to L.A. I might have a job for you I've got a sweet blue stratocaster That would go so good with that That old steel guitar if you want to play We could do a gig on Friday But I ain't got much to pay There's a new surf sound going round the town And its called the surfin' eagle Woah oh oh oh surfin' eagle Fly fly fly surfin' eagle (Solo) There were too many cervezas And the conversation brewed He said if you're heading to L.A. I might have a job for you I've got a sweet blue stratocaster That would go so good with that That old steel guitar if you want to play We could do a gig on Friday But I ain't got much to pay There's a new surf sound going round the town And its called the surfin' eagle Ver mais