Rickie Lee Jones
Recordings Flying Cowboys Flying Cowboys
   
 
  length: 5:02 minutes
vocals: Rickie Lee Jones
drums: Peter Erskine
bass: Walter Becker
synthesizer:
Pascal Nabet-Meyer
electric guitar and background vocal: Sal Bernardi
electric guitar: Dean Parks
english horn, clarinet: Marty Krystall
trumpet: Vince Mendoza

engineers:
Mark Linett
Greg Penny
Roger Nichols

 

 

Flying Cowboys
(Rickie Lee Jones/Pascal Naber-Meyer/Sal Bernardi)

Down there by the river is a man whose horn is twisted into shapes
unknown to the wicked and the wise
and he bears the look of an animal who has seen things
no animal should ever see
He has been driven beyond all towns and all systems until now
and though it is long past too far he keeps going
Because it's a desert,
Because it's a desert.

come to the river, we'll walk away from all this now
come to the water, we'll walk away from all this now

She first saw him standing in a doorway
Illuminated from behind by a light
though imaginary posses
have chased them to this distant adobe
Standing on the cliffs today I thought I saw you below
Walking by the river...my shadow growing smaller
It's a desert because it's a desert.
They'll be asking me about you forever, I guess.

come to the river, we'll walk away from all this now
come to the water, we'll walk away from all this now

Long coats on the prairie lying in the dust
Who can I turn to?  Who can I trust?
Were you walking on the water?  Playing in the sun?
But the world is turning faster than it did when I was young
When I was young, oh, when I was young
'When I was young, oh, I was a wild, wild one