Track byMountain
When the wagons leave the city For the forest and futher on Painted wagon of the morning Dusty roads where they have gone Sometimes travelin' through the darkness At the summer comin' home Foreing faces by the wayside Look as if they hadn't known Oh the sad was in their eyes And the desert that's dry In a country town Where the map was found Oh the dancing and the singing Oh the music when they play Oh the fire that they saw there On the grave of no return Sometimes they found it Sometimes they kept it Often lost it on the way Pawnee shadow to possess him Sometimes ride inside of day Oh the sad was in their eyes And the desert that's dry In a country town Where the map was found