Jack Straw from Wichita cut his buddy down, and dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down.....half a mile from Tucson by the morning light....one man gone and another to go, my old buddy you're moving much too slow....
COMING, COMING, COMING AROUND
COMING AROUND, COMING AROUND, IN A CIRCLE
COMING, COMING, COMING AROUND
COMING AROUND, COMING AROUND, IN A CIRCLE; ESCAPING THROUGH THE LILY FIELDS, I CAME ACROSS AN EMPTY SPACE (NOTE 1)
IT TREMBLED AND EXPLODED, LEFT A BUS STOP IN ITS PLACE
THE BUS CAME BY AND I GOT ON, THAT'S WHEN IT ALL BEGAN
THERE WAS COWBOY NEAL AT THE WHEEL OF THE BUS TO NEVER EVER LAND
