On a through the desert beneath an overpass Sat two just watchin' cars go by Now one was wearin' sandles straggly matted hair Rose colored for his eyes
Now the other was a cowboy, he'd been down on his Lost his money at the Tuscon And he sat beside what remained of his pickup truck And like the hippie now he's down the road
Now some don't realize but it's a well know fact and hippies ain't never got along Now was it just coincidence or weird act of fate brought these two together on the road?
Well they sat there without talking while the sun rose high When a hot desert breeze commenced to And the fragrance of the incense and six weeks without a Finally drifted down and reached the cowboy's
Well, man that really did it, he couldn't no more And he tied his old bandana 'round his Said, "You stinking hippie you'd put a skunk to shame Boy, you're a discrace to the race"
Now the hippie he just sat and gave the cowboy a smile Said, "Man you don't smell so sweet Well I'm not too sure what that green is on your boots And on your jeans but whew it's enough to make a belch"
The cowboy said, "Now listen I gonna that that stuff from you No long haired freak's gonna talk to me way, get up" Well the hippie said, "Now hold on man, what good's that do You know never settles nothing anyway"
Said, "You man, in a lot of ways we're an awful lot alike Once you get down beneath the Like two books with different covers but the words inside We're brothers of the wind"
"Now we both love our and we'll answer to no man And you've heard it said to own self be true We're just a couple of free drifting across the land Doing what we want to do"
Said, "Now me I got my and you, you got yours And I don't see why we can't get They say the closest thing to freedom is livin' on the In a country where freedom's gone"
Well the cowboy, he just stood up there and said a word But you know this sure made a lot of sense Well they shook hands and parted as a truck to the side And the he went east and I went west