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Corn Water And Wood

Riders in the Sky
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I was down the arroyo, gatherin' strays You know, cowboys and cattle don't get holidays And I should've been finished, except for one Little guy who kept leading me farther away He ran up on a mesa, across a ravine, past The Indian ruins and a muddy red stream And I stopped for a spell 'cause I was bone Tired and I guess that I started to dream I saw three painted horses and three dark-skinned Men, a mask made of clay with voices like wind Singing, "We seek the soul of all that is good We come bearing corn, water and wood Stop and behold all that is good Give thanks for the corn, water and wood." Now I'm an old trail hound and I've always believed that Your boots and your saddle are all that you need No miracles happen and no angels appear But I swear three men were standing there I shook myself over Had I been asleep? It's just three Pueblo children tending their sheep And they yelled, "Merry Christmas," as they brought me my stray And their voices rang through the mesquite Singing, "We seek the soul of all that is good We come bearing corn, water and wood Stop and behold all that is good Give thanks for the corn, water and wood We seek the soul-" We seek the soul- "... Of all that is good-" ... Of all that is good- "... We come bearing corn-" ... Come bearing corn- "... Water and wood-" ... Water and wood- "... Stop and behold-" ... Stop and behold- "... All that is good Give thanks for the corn-" Thanks for The corn- Thanks for the corn- ... Water and wood." "... Water and wood."