Drover

The real people went away

I'll find a better way someday

Leavin' only me and my dreams

My cattle

And a resonator

I drove all the beasts down

Right under your nose

Lumbering footloose power

The bull and the rose

Don't touch them

Don't try to hurt them

My cattle

I drove them by the crops

And thought the crops were lost

I consoled myself with rudimentary thoughts

And I set my watch against the city clock, it was way off

Yeah, one thing about this wild, wild country

Takes a strong, strong, it breaks a strong, strong mind

Yeah, one thing about this wild, wild country

Takes a strong, strong, it breaks a strong, strong mind

And anything less, anything less

Makes me feel like I'm wastin' my time

But the pain and frustration

Is not mine

It belongs to the cattle

Through the valley

And when my cattle turns on me

I was knocked back flat

I was knocked out cold for one clack of the train track

Then I rose a colossal hand buried, buried in sand

I rose like a drover

For I am in the end a drover

A drover by trade

And when my cattle turns on me

I'm a drover, double fold

My cattle bears it all away

For me and everyone

One, one, one, one, one

One, one, one, one, one

One, one, one, one, one, go

Yeah, one thing about this wild, wild country

Takes a strong, strong, it breaks a strong, strong mind

And anything less, anything less

Makes me feel like I'm wastin' my time