Lyrics:
(Bruce,Brown)When the wagons leave the cityFor the forest and futher onPainted wagon of the morningDusty roads where theyve goneSometimes travelin through the darknessAt the summer comin homeForeing faces by the waysideLook as if they hadnt knownAll the sad was in their eyesAnd the desert thats dryIn a country town Where the map was foundOh the dancing and the singingOh the music when they playOh the fire that they saw thereOn the grave of no returnSometimes they found itSometimes they kept itOfen lost in on the wayPawnee shadow to possess himSometimes ride inside of dayOh the sad was in their eyesAnd the desert thats dryIn a country townWhere the map was foundOh the sad was in their eyeAnd the desert thats dryIn a country town Where the wagons bound