It was a Dry Dry Land
Under a Bad, Crazy Sun
Lone Justice was the rule
With a Bible and a Gun
A Thin White Rope was dangling
High in the Red Sun's breeze
Teaching a Town Without Pity
How to Crawl Piss and Freeze
All of this happened and a lot, lot more
When I was still young and eager to score
These days are long gone
But the memories stayed
I still think a lot
About getting laid
Soon the station down on mainstreet
Saw only Leaving Trains
And a Whispering Wind
Was humming Burn the Flames
I talked to Ferryboat Bill
Because he had known her first
We sat down with Luke the Drifter
Drinking whiskey against our thirst
All of this happened and a lot, lot more
When I was still young and eager to score
These days are long gone
But the memories stayed
I still think a lot
About getting laid
When the last of the Long Ryders
Slammed Mickey's Big Mouth
I heard the Call of the West
Beyond the Giant Sand down south
Then I saw the Divine Horsemen
Fiery Riders on the Storm
Ant the Mother of Earth
Was once again reborn
The Keys to the Kingdom
Fell in the Lake of Fire
And the only one who knows
Still calls himself a Lyre
All of this happened and a lot, lot more
When I was still young and eager to score
These days are long gone
But the memories stayed
I still think a lot
About getting laid
All of this happened and a lot, lot more
When I was still young and eager to score
These days are long gone
But the memories stayed
I still think a lot
About getting laid