Drum Bone and Keyboard Man Old Temetales of Dusty Trails A rusted gale sits beside a saloon The music inside tickles his mind Tides of his ride gives a nod to the moon Remainders of the day layin' on the floor Worries and a name blowin' out the door She sings, hold on amigo Don't let the rains go Always your chance of surprise The mid-east as the wind blows free So can you go You move like a bird on the line Come in la la la la la la You move like a bird on the line Come in la la la la la la You move like a bird on the line Like the dust in the sky Guitar Solo Lootin' and hollerin' shadows are followin' She doesn't see them but they are still there Golden dimmer and fire is flickerin' Somebody bickerin' legs kick up in the air Remainders of the day layin' on the floor Worries and a name blowin' out the door She sings, hold on amigo Don't let the rains go Always your chance of surprise The mid-east as the wind blows free So can you go You move like a bird on the line Come in la la la la la la You move like a bird on the line Come in la la la la la la You move like a bird on the line Like the dust in the sky Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Guitar Solo Squirrels, boots, silver buckles He can take you down with his bare knuckles Everybody in the room had something to prove Girls dressed up like Moulin Rouge Men at the bar think his name was Nash Keep a wink and a nod through a wax mustache Sipping up the drinks, tall and broad All the coppers in the house singing Yeehaw! The cowboy gets what he's worth The cowboy gets what he's worth The cowboy gets what he's worth The cowboy gets what he's worth The cowboy gets what he's worth The cowboy gets what he's worth The cowboy gets what he's worth The cowboy gets what he's worth The cowboy gets what he's worth