Risin' from the dead
Stillness of the dawn
Risin' from the dead stillness of the dawn
The desert wind wails strange sweet songs
And covers up our trails
Last time horsemen crossed
The whole town was ablaze
That magic hour burned a deep avenging fire
Way off in the plains
Against a painted sky
Beside the river's bend
Beneath the cottonwood
A lonely figure stands
Throwing horseshoes at the moon
Hoping one will catch and hang
Above the blue skyline
Risin' from the dead
Drunken cowboys dance
Against the low and yellow moon
That shines inside your eyes
We up and run away
Toward the Rio Grand
And lay our head beneath the shadeless tree
And lay our head beneath the shadeless tree
And lay our head beneath the shadeless tree
