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Desert
Cross Words & Music by James Mark ©2001 Bonobos |
Well it's early morning across the USA Looking for a sign to light our way Yellow sun, carry in the day The lion sleeping, the city lies awake Already cross the desert sand Follow that California call Youth just seem to slip right through our hand Summers over now, the curtain falls. Now we're riding down on a boarder town Whiskey girl, bring another round. Pushy boys in colors called the tune Reverend mother, pass another slice of life You know the boys are finished living way too soon And they'll be standing hallowed ground All of the black veiled mourning ones Drums along the darkness through the town Taking home boys to a setting sun Take us back to hear the cowboy's song |
