Tekst piosenki
Up and down the old homestead The naked rider gallopsthrough his head And although the moon isn't full He still feels the pull.Out on the floorwhere the cowboys dance Approaching slowly at a glance Here comes the shadow of his stance The reins are fallin'from his hands.Why do you ride that crazy horse?Inquires the shadowwith little remorse Just then a priestcomes down the stairs With a sack of dreamsand old nightmares.Who are you, the rider says You dress in blackbut you talk like a Fed You spout ideasfrom books that you read Don't you care aboutthis guy's head?Just then the soundof hoofbeats was heard And the sky was darkenedby a prehistoric bird Who flew betweenthe unfulfilled moon And the naked rider,to a telephone booth.We'll call the moonand see what's up I've got some changein this little tin cup We'll say thatthe shadow is growin' dim And we need some lightto get back to him Just one call should do it all I'll carve this number on the wall With my beak.Flying feathers were all around The air was filledwith a ringing sound.Two more birds,the second and the third Came down from the skyto deliver the word.Where have you been,they said to the first Get back to the clouds,we're dying of thirst There's not enough timeto make that call Let's ditch this rider,shadow and all.The sky was filledwith the beautiful birds Still on the groundsome crying was heard With his dime in his handand his hand on the dial His ears were sweatingas he forced a smile.Hoofbeats beating across the range He rode through the nightwith his cup of change Tired and beatenhe fell into slumber But up in the skythey still had his number.Up and down the old homestead The naked rider gallopsthrough his head And although the moon isn't full He still feels the pull,Still feels the pull.
