I’m a lonesome cowboy
on a long ride.
I’m looking for some joy
and don’t hide.

I will find my way
on this dusty road.
I will not here stay,
so I take the boat.

You will see me there
on the rolling wave.
You will stay just here
and see while I leave.

You will call my name
on the lonely wet pier.
You will feel the shame
and remember what’s dear.

They make their judgment
on our behalf.
They are being the dent
and making up half.

They will try to break it
To fit their own way.
They keep the candle unlit
and you’ll say stay.

I, you and they
on the road to hell.
I, you and they
and we see them well.

I, you and they
will never agree.
I, you and they
will never be free.