(Trio yodel that sounds like a train whistle)
A lonely spot I know where no man will go
where the shadows have all the room.
I was ridin’ free on the old S.P. , humming a southern tune
when a man came along , made me hush my song
kicked me off away out there.
(Trio Yodel)
So I threw down my load in the desert road
rested my weary legs.
I watching the sinking sun make the tall shadows run
Our across that barren plain
Then I hummed a tune to the rising moon
He gets lonesome way out there
(Trio Yodel)
So I closed my eyes to the starlit skies
and I lost myself in dreams
I dreamed the desert land was a milk and honey land
Then I woke up with a start.
There’s a train coming back on that one way track
Gonna take me ‘way from here.
As she was passing 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 will see no more
As I was riding away I heard the pale moon say
“Farewell, pal, it sure gets lonesome here”
(Trio Yodel)
As she pulled out of sight, I turned to my right
the left and everywhere
but all I could see was a cactus tree
And a prairie dog playing there
Saw the prairie dog feed on the tumbling weed
That’s his home ‘way out there
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