Lyrics:

Going back to the desert
Arizona sun beat down
(Getting sick of my trubles
Tired of this scuflling round
(Cos living in dead city
There ain't no peace around

(Saw a man on the corner
Holding out his hand
(No home nor money
(This ain't how he'd planned
(Rotting here in this dead city doin' the best he can

(Going back to the canyons
Fish in a mountain stream
(Get a start with a new life
Cut loose from all I'd been
(Get away from dead city
Where the police sirens scream

(There's blood on the sidewalk
Another baby killed today
(All the gangs taking over
And the drugs gonna be here to stay
(All the crime in dead city gonna take my life away
(Going back to the campgrounds
And I hope it won't be long(
Let the earth be my mother
Something to make me strong
(Get away from that dead city
Where they don't know right from wrong