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