You've been riding like a refugee You've been riding 'cross the land And the county knows your recipe And they wanna try your hand oh man Oh no, oh no And on and on and on You've been running like a refugee You've been falling in the sand All your fans have made an effigy Of an albatross in hand, oh man You know they know And I waited out the day With a horse they made from clay All the those years we've counted I belong to ride your rails Put them on You were riding like a refugee With the bounty in your hands I set the county as a robbery All across the land, oh man And no one more They're looking for an effigy And their playing in the sand, oh man I know they know And I waited out the day With a horse I made from clay All those years they've gone and I belong to no one Ooooo ooooo And the others beg to see your gray bars