On a highway through the desert beneath an Sat two hikers watchin' cars go by Now one was wearin' sandles with straggly matted Rose glasses for his eyes
Now the other was a cowboy, he'd been on his luck Lost his at the Tuscon Rodeo And he sat what remained of his trusty pickup truck And like the hippie now thumbin' down the road
Now some folks don't realize but it's a well know Cowboy's and ain't never got along Now was it just coincidence or some weird act of brought these two together on the road?
Well they sat there without talking while the morning sun rose When a hot desert breeze commenced to And the fragrance of the incense and six without a bath Finally drifted down and the cowboy's nose
Well, man that did it, he couldn't take no more And he his old bandana 'round his face 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 there and gave the a smile Said, "Man you don't smell so yourself Well I'm not too sure what that green stuff is on your And on your but whew it's enough to make a buzzard belch"
The said, "Now listen 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 never settles nothing anyway"
Said, "You know man, in a lot of ways we're an awful lot Once you get beneath the skin Like two books different covers but the same 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 thine own self be We're just a of free spirts drifting across the land 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 They say the closest thing to freedom is livin' on the In a country where freedom's gone"
Well the cowboy, he stood up there and never said a word But you know hippie sure made a lot of sense Well they shook and parted as a truck pulled to the side And the hippie he went and I went west