Lyrics:
all those phantoms
Through bitter wind and stormy skies
From the desert to the mountain
From the lowest low to the highest high
Like a ghost rider
all those phantoms
Through bitter wind and stormy skies
From the desert to the mountain
From the lowest low to the highest high
Like a ghost rider
those phantoms
Through bitter wind and stormy skies
From the desert to the mountain
From the lowest low to the highest high
Like a ghost rider
Keep
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon just to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist ever could paint
White faced cattle are
standing in the shadow?
Have they had another baby, standing in the shadow?
Where have you been all your life?
Talking about all the people who would try
standing in the shadow?
Have they had another baby, standing in the shadow?
Where have you been all your life?
Talking about all the people who would try
standing in the shadow
Has he had another baby, standing in the shadow
Baby, where have you been all your life
Talking about all the people who should try
the desert
There are ships and there is noise
And above the greatest city
There will shine a magic shadow
And a voice
It's taking long but I'm getting strong
never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist e'er could paint
White faced cattle lowin'
introduced the oceans to the earth
Well whoever made the snowflakes
Made shadows where doubts lurk
I suspect an artist is at work
I know when an artist
never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert
Dancing ever changing desert sand
I was burned by the touch of her hand
The setting of the sun scares me to death
I'm a shadow
Shadow
Shadow
saddle up, my pony and I ride off down the trail
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon, to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist
you can take me there
So wherever you go
I'm your shadow
Desert to ice flow
I will follow
Wherever you go
I'm your shadow
I'm your shadow
the trail
Just to watch the desert sun go down
White faced cattle lowing, sagebrush everywhere
Granite spires are standing all around
I'll tell you
Angels come to paint the desert nightly
When the moon is beaming brightly
Along the Santa Fe trail
Stardust scattered all along the highway
(Yodel)
A lonely spot I know where no man may go
Where the shadows have all of the room
I was ridin' free on that old S. P.
Hummin' a southern
standing in the shadow?
Have they had another baby, standing in the shadow?
Where have you been all your life?
Talking about all the people who would try
Angels come to paint the desert nightly
When the moon is beaming brightly
Along the Santa Fe Trail
Stardust scattered all along the highway
Angels come to paint the desert nightly
When the moon is beaming brightly
Along the Santa Fe Trail
Stardust scattered all along the highway
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist 'ere could paint
White faced cattle lowing
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