I drift away
But when the pioneers come through
I’ll keep the drifting in my head
And perhaps then the fire-fighters will bloom

From dust to dust
To Cow Creek Road
From heat to heat
Until you don’t know me

Slip away

In these dark tequila times

I’ll try but I trust you not a bit
And your time is mine instead

Please  you’re not the only one
And then the fire-fighters bloom

From dust to dust

To Cow Creek Road

From heat to heat
Until you don't know me