Cowboy, Teacher, and Troubadour

So I turn to my friend the cowboy

I wanna hear that song of generous peace

Let Mr. Donne awaken through your broken dreams

And may your love be your alchemy

Well there's a young man riding a river

They say it's where Moses learned to speak

And if this singer is also a teacher

He will free them with melody

But we're still looking for the troubadour

From the north to the eastern lands

And if I ever find him, I'll whisper him peace

And tell him rain is clearing in the station again

And when the joker and the jester

Follow the circus into town

I would exchange my name to see them on stage

And just tap my hat from the crowd

And just tap my hat from the crowd

And just tap my hat to the crowd