On a highway through the desert beneath an Sat two hikers watchin' cars go by Now one was wearin' with straggly matted hair Rose glasses for his eyes
Now the other was a cowboy, he'd been down on his his money at the Tuscon Rodeo And he sat beside what remained of his trusty truck And like the hippie now he's thumbin' down the
Now some don't realize but it's a well know fact Cowboy's and ain't never got along Now was it coincidence or some weird act of fate That brought these two together on the
Well they sat there without talking while the morning sun rose When a hot breeze commenced to blow And the fragrance of the incense and six weeks a bath Finally drifted down and the cowboy's nose
Well, man that did it, he couldn't take no more And he tied his old 'round his face Said, "You greasy stinking hippie you'd put a skunk to Boy, you're a discrace to the race"
Now the hippie he just sat there and gave the cowboy a Said, "Man you smell so sweet yourself Well I'm not too sure what green stuff is on your boots And on your jeans but it's enough to make a buzzard belch"
The cowboy said, "Now listen I ain't gonna that stuff from you No long haired freak's talk to me that way, get up" Well the said, "Now hold on man, what good's that gonna do You fighting never settles nothing anyway"
Said, "You know man, in a lot of ways we're an awful lot you get down beneath the skin Like two books with different covers but the same inside We're both of the wind"
"Now we love our freedom 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 across the land exactly 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 say the closest thing to freedom is livin' on the road In a country freedom's almost gone"
Well the cowboy, he stood up there and never said a word But you know this sure made a lot of sense Well they hands and parted as a truck pulled to the side And the hippie he east and I went west