Theme For An Imaginary Western

When the wagons leave the city For the forest and further on Painted wagons of the morning Dusty roads where they have gone Sometimes travelin' through the darkness At the summer comin' home Foreign faces by the wayside Looked as if they hadn't known Oh, the sand was in their eye And the desert that's dry In the country town Where the life 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 sand was in their eye And the desert that's dry In the country town Where the life was found Oh, the sand was in their eye And the desert that's dry In the country town Where the life was found