Two Apache kids. in a stolen car. navigatin by a fallin star ...yeah. Where are they goin?. Towards Jerusalem Mountain. Red amphetamine sunrise. Mesquite.
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery,. Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free.. By the Devil's wash and coyote hole in the wild Owyhee Range.
I had a gun pointed at my head on several occasions, Yeah Nadine I was scared.. Something about a black man with a machine gun make you wish you said your prayers,.
Bus station, at sun-up, lookin' for a new place to go He sips his coffee, and he pulls at his ring. And he thinks of how she looked years ago. . And she curls up with a blanket, in a yellow, plastic seat.
I'm just tryin' to make a livin'. I'm an old man at thirty-nine. With two kids and an ex-wife. Who moved up to Riverside. I'm workin' down on the border.
In the hills of Montana. There's a timber wolf howlin'. The rangers are prowlin'. For a woman alone. She'd run away from an Indian lover. He'll never recover.
Down a one lane road there's a dusty fairground. Where I learned the bronc trade and I fell in love. With a blue eyed twister and her smoky whisper. She said "they call me the Cimarron Dove".
He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder. Well, it might have been a bluebird, I don't know. but he'd get stone drunk and talk about Alaska. The salmon boats and 45 below.
Old man on the corner, singin' my life. Playin' guitar with a rusty old knife. And every line that he's singin' rhymes with the truth. And a promise of something, beyond the blues.
When your heart drops through the floor. And her eyes begin to shine. You wonder if she loved you or was it just the wine?. I recall when passion. Was our only friend.
When the chute gate wings open, here we go again. The desperate dance, the kick and the spin. Dust risin' from a cross bred bull, fire meets with pride.
When I was a child, I spoke as a child. Now I'm a grown woman but my thoughts are still wild. I thought I'd seen London or maybe Paris. But I'm starin' at cornfields and they're starin' at me.
Here's mud in yer eye. You've been lost in the desert 25 years or more. Ah yer whiskey streams And yer gold field dreams. Well Lady Luck won't let you dark her door.
boys did you know a woman likes to take long walks. wants ya hanging on every word while she talks. have feelings and flowers and meanings of things. now I'm flunking all the quizzes in her magazines.
It wasn't one big blow that brought our love down. It was a hairline cracks that took it to the ground. Just kept creeping over time. Spreading like wildfire.
There's a well beaten path in the old mountainside. Where I wandered when I was a lad. And I wandered alone to the place I call home. In those Blueridge hills far away.
I think I'll go across the ocean. If I don't change my notion. I just got to forget you if I can. . Oh I'm feeling so blue. I don't know what to do. For I'm head over heels in love with you.
Oh, rock by, my Saro Jane. Rock by my Saro Jane. Nothin' to do but sit around and sing. Rock by, my Saro Jane. . Now, Ive got a gal whos sweet to me. She lives down in Tennessee, oh Saro Jane.
Well, I had the blues. But now theyre gone. Im on a big black freight train. And were movin' on. . Im on a big black train and Im movin' on. Im on a big black train and Ill soon be gone.