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