Lyrics

Trees and pueblos all around me
Sun shines through my traincar clearly
Nothing’s left back there for me now
Wife and child, farm’s in shambles

Oh, I must escape
Oh I can’t wait
To reach that sacred place
And do with it what I will

I’m just lonely, Without comfort
Pueblos demand, Sacrifices
I heed their call, knowing they’re all
After me without a gun

Oh, I must escape
Oh I can’t wait
To reach that sacred place
And do with it what I will

Trav’ling westward, searching blindly
I’d like to get some helpful guiding
Shall I head back to A B Q ?
Maybe there’s some helpful few