Way Out There

A lonely spot I know
Where no man will go
Where the shadows have all the room

I was riding free on this 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
The 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 rising 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
As she was passing by
I caught her on the fly
Climbed in an open door

Then I turned around
To that desert ground
Saw the spot I would see no more
As I was riding away

I heard the pale moon say
"Farewell, pal it sure gets lonesome here" (way out here)