Leslie West - Theme From An Imaginary Western (From The Night Of The Guitars) lyrics

When the wagons leave the city For the forest and further on Painted wagons of the morning Dusty roads where they have gone Sometimes traveling through the darkness Met the summer coming home Fallen faces by the wayside Looked as if they might have known Oh the sun was in their eyes And the desert was dry In the country town Where the laughter sounds Oh the dancing and the singing Oh the music when they played Oh the fires that they started Oh the girls with no regret Sometimes they found it, sometimes they kept it Often lost it along the way Fought each other to possess it Often died in sight of day Oh the sun was in their eyes And the desert was dry In the country town Where the laughter sounds Oh the sun was in their eyes And the desert was dry In the country town Where the laughter sounds