| On the first part of the journey
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| I was lookin' at all the life
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| There were plants and birds and rocks and things
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| There was sand and hills and rings
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| The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
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| And the sky with no clouds
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| The heat was hot and the ground was dry
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| But the air was full of sound
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| I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
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| It felt good to be out of the rain
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| In the desert, you can remember your name
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| 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain.
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| La, La ....
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| After two days in the desert sun
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| My skin began to turn red
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| After three days in the desert fun
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| I was lookin' at a river bed
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| And the story it told of a river that flowed
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| Made me sad to think it was dead
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| You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
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| It felt good to be out of the rain
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| In the desert, you can remember your name
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| 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain.
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| La, La ....
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| After nine days I let the horse run free
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| 'Cause the desert had turned to sea
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| There were plants and birds and rocks and things
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| There was sand and hills and rings
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| The ocean is a desert with its life underground
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| And a perfect disguise above
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| Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
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| But the humans will give no love
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| You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
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| It felt good to be out of the rain
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| In the desert, you can remember your name
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| 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain.
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| La, La .... |