THE WIND WAS HOT AND THE SUN WAS HARD
I WAS BEAT AND MY MARE WAS TIRED
AND THE FENCE LINE I WAS RIDING STRETCHED FOREVER
MY MIND DRIFTED OFF AND BACK
SO I SHUCKED MY DUDS AND HUNG ?EM ON THE FENCE
CLIMBED THE WIRES TO REACH THE RIM
PULLED MYSELF ON UP AND JUMPED RIGHT IN
THE WATER WAS COOL DOWN UNDERNEATH
I ALWAYS FIGURED LIGHTNING STRIKE
OR RATTLESNAKE OR BARROOM FIGHT
WOULD DO ME IN, NOT SOME MEXICAN ROSE
THE FACT IS I WAS HOT AND DUMB
NOW OVERHEAD AN EAGLE SOARS
AND I SMELL RAIN COMING FROM THE NORTH
I WONDER IF SHE?LL EVEN SHED ONE TEAR
JUST ONE TEAR OVER ME
JUST ONE TEAR OVER ME, OVER ME
(There are fills/walkdowns at the intro and