On the Wind

Walk on the water again
Those that can’t well they just have to swim
In the shallowest graves may the souls float away on the wind
First name was lucine and
Never was one for the fancy things
She wore black leather shoes over home made tattoos on the wind
She saw him first in the street
Brought in by the local police
She said «I'll bust you out of jail if you teach me to sail on the wind»
On the wind darlin' you called
On the wind darlin' you called
Ahooo
And they stole through the night on an old motorbike on the wind
Toasted champaigne and cheap cigars
In the backseat of a gettaway car
And they curl to the waves that their hands did make on the wind
On the wind
They burned that dodge in the canyon
Hopped a boxcar in the Arkansas range
And they rode through the cold up to New Mexico
On a freight train
On the wind darlin' you called
On the wind darlin' you called
Ahooo
Ahooo
Ahooo
Well they loved the sunset on the canyon so they stayed
Built a mud house and changed their names
And they’d dance in the evenings to the coyote singing on the wind
Ahooo
Sometimes Billy’d join in, saying «don't ever leave me Lucine baby,
'cos I’ll never find another like you. You cool me down when the world makes
me angry, so don’t ever leave me, I’ll always be true»