Teksty: Terry Allen. Wilderness of This World.

There's an old shoe out on the highway
That tells us of the wilderness of this world
And an old dirt floor moves under me and you
It tells us of the wilderness of this world

And the moon falls down on a highway
And that highway crawls 'cross the desert below

Like a sad song, you can't stop dancin' to
That tells us of the wilderness of this world

And the desert falls down to the ocean
And that motion is all we'll ever know

It just keeps on spinnin', this bunch of dancin' fools
They run crazy across the wilderness of this world
They run crazy across the wilderness of this world

There's an old shoe out on the highway