I’m standing by the border, between chaos and disorder
Raptors fly above us, in a slow and silent circle.
A canteen with good water, left behind a mesquite flower’n
We scattered just like raindrops when we hit a little town
I’m standing in a railway car, the engine huffs and stutters
Wish I had a wool blanket, to keep the north wind off me
Shot a man in Spokane, he was cheating at a card game
Cannot let a man like that, take advantage of your faith
In blood, there is no water
In blood, there is no water
In blood, there is no water
I can use
These are the days that the trees get in the way
Of the sunlight that I crave to warm my body
Marshall’s probably on his way. I’m heading north to gold country
Can always dig myself a hole deep enough to hide away
The snow is falling heavy in the hills along the hard way
Nothing I can do but stray into the midnight sun
Everything up here is cold, never found me any gold
Move again on down the road, wore out my last welcome
Now I lay me down to rest, never wanted to confess
Gun been pointed at my chest since I was seventeen
In blood, there is no water
In blood, there is no water
In blood, there is no water
I can use