The Sons Of The Pioneers
The Sons Of The Pioneers
The Sons Of The Pioneers
The Sons Of The Pioneers
The Sons Of The Pioneers
The Sons Of The Pioneers
The Sons Of The Pioneers & Roy Rogers
A lonely spot, I know where no man will go
Where the shadows have all the room
I was ridin' free on the old SP
Humming a southern tune
When a man came along made me hush my song
Kicked me off, way out there
As she pulled out of sight I turned to the right
A left and everywhere
But all I could see was a cactus tree
And a prairie dog playing there
I watched the prairie dog feed on the tumbleweed
That's his home, way out there
So I threw down my load in the desert road
Rested my weary legs too
I watched the sinking sun, make the tall shadows run
Out across that barren plain
Then I hummed a tune to the risin' moon
He gets lonesome way out there
So I closed my eyes to the starlit skies
And lost myself in dreams
I dreamed the desert sand was a milk and honey land
Then I awoke with a start
There the train comin' back on that one way track
Gonna take me away from here
As she was passin' by, I caught her on the fly
I climbed in an open door
Then I turned around to that desert ground
Saw the spot I would see no more
As I was ridin' away
I heard the pale moon say
Farewell pal
It sure gets lonesome here