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Up and down the old homestead |
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The naked rider gallops through his head |
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And although the moon isn't full |
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He still feels the pull. |
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Out on the floor where the cowboys dance |
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Approaching slowly at a glance |
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Here comes the shadow of his stance |
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The rains are fallin' from his hands. |
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Why do you ride that crazy horse? |
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Inquires the shadow with little remorse |
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Just then a priest comes down the stairs |
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With a sack of dreams and old nightmares. |
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Who are you, the rider says |
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You dress in black but you talk like a fed |
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You spout ideas from books that you read |
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Don't you care about this guy's head? |
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Just then the sound of hoofbeats was heard |
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And the sky was darkened by a prehistoric bird |
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Who flew between the unfulfilled moon |
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And the naked rider, to a telephone booth. |
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We'll call the moon and see what's up |
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I've got some change in this little tin cup |
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We'll say that the shadow is growin' dim |
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And we need some light to get back to him |
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Just one call should do it all |
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I'll carve this number on the wall |
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With my beak. |
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Flying feathers were all around |
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The air was filled with a ringing sound. |
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Two more birds, the second and the third |
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Came down from the sky to deliver the word. |
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Where have you been, they said to the first |
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Get back to the clouds, we're dying of thirst |
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There's not enough time to make that call |
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Let's ditch this rider, shadow and all. |
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The sky was filled with the beautiful birds |
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Still on the ground some crying was heard |
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With his dime in his hand and his hand on the dial |
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His ears were sweating as he forced a smile. |
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Hoofbeats beating across the range |
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He rode through the night with his cup of change |
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Tired and beaten he fell into slumber |
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But up in the sky they still had his number. |
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Up and down the old homestead |
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The naked rider gallops through his head |
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And although the moon isn't full |
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He still feels the pull, |
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Still feels the pull... |