Just tell of the times that I spent in the rocks,
By the fire in the Winter while the Sherif had thought
I was in the Arroyo and an ambush was near,
when they laid their snares
I seemed to disappear.
You all forgot how to live like Devils.
How to burn the brush behind you and keep your pace.
And just last night I woke from this dream
We were that beautiful again
But I was waking up too fast and I forgot the end.
Tell how I escaped from those gallows again.
And it took them four years and still by year's end
they hadn't found a track or a trace of my wandering.
Just notes and the letters from the cash that I'm laundering.
Tell all about Theresa and how the rocks rose
To that corder of Los Angeles where we both lost our clothes.
Then we walked towards the lights that we saw near the coast
Where we drank with the natives and we each gave a toast.
That we won't forgot how to live like Devils.
How to burn the brush behind us and keep our pace.
And just last night I woke from this dream
We were that beautiful again
But I was waking up too fast and I forgot the end.
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