Salute a wooden outpost
Fort mold may feather
Personal grain in the heartache
Without the men's mothers
Ride out on an instant railroad
When blackness borne in strength
Removed it's arm
Stain at calvary
Racehorse and deadness
A respect no further
In needle dreams
And janitor shirts
And her collection of stems
All in that head
That stag memorial
A funeral in progress
Was driving through
I came upon a path in the woods
I was all alone
So fly away from this disaster
Could it be the stars you're after
Take you back forever after
Saga of the Elk was written by Robert Pollard.
Saga of the Elk was produced by Robert Pollard.