Lyrics:

Parched land no desert sand, sun was just a dotAnd a little bit of water goes a long way, 'cause it's hotThree good buddies were laughing and smoking in the backOf a rented fordThey couldn't know they weren't going farEach one with the money in his pocketCould go out and buy himself a brand new carBut they all had the money they hadMoney they hoped would take them very farThe sky was bright, a traffic light, now and then a truckAnd they hadn't seen a cop around all dayThey brought everything they neededbags and scales to weigh the stuffThe driver said the border's just over the bluffIt wasn't until the car suddenly stoppedIn the middle of a cold and barren placeAnd the other guy turned and spilledThree boys blood, did they know a trap had been lain?They're ok the last days of may, I'll be breathing dry airI'm leaving soon, the others are already thereYou wouldn't be interested in coming along, instead of staying hereThey say the west is nice this time of year