A                F#m
When the wagons leave the city
        B7                 G
For the forest and further on
        A            F#m
Painted wagon of the morning
      B7                  D
Dusty roads where they´ve gone
          A                     F#m
Sometimes travelin´ through the darkness
       B7            G
At the summer comin´ home
       A            F#m
Fallen faces by the wayside
        D       B7         A
Look as if they might have known

       F#m              C#m
Oh the sun was in their eyes
        F#m        C#m
And the desert was dry
     D       A                 F#m      B7    D
In a country towns where their laughter sounds

       A               F#m
Oh the dancing and the singing
       B7              G
Oh the music when they played
       A              F#m
Oh the fire that they saw there
       B7            D
On the grave of no return
A              F#m
Sometimes they found it
A              F#m
Sometimes they kept it
      B7             G
Often lost in on the way
       A         F#m
Pawnee shadow to possess him
          D      B7      A
Sometimes ride inside of day

       F#m              C#m
Oh the sun was in their eyes
        F#m        C#m
And the desert was dry
     D       A                 F#m       B7    D
In a country towns where their laughter sounds