Song Description
Desert scene. Road Runner. Snakes. Peyote.
| Song Length |
4:22 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Country - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Content, Tense |
Subject |
Prairie, Plains, Drugs |
| Similar Artists |
The Grateful Dead |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Charg'n down a trail, got that look in his eye, he's a roadrunner
Beat'n down that dust, where the sun don't let up, he's a roadrunner
and he's tired of kill'n, them snakes he don't mind
it's just a profession, one of a kind
Movin' out those legs, down the road straight and wide, he's a roadrunner
Passin' by them rocks, just a blur we can't see, he's a roadrunner
and he stops by a cactus, one button or two?
there's snakes all around him, "how do you do"
"I don't know if you know, that I kill things like you, I'm a roadrunner"
"Tell me can't you see, that I'm fast please believe, I'm a roadrunner"
but those snakes kept on comin', slow they may be
they'll challenge any bird, on pe-yo-te
Charg'n down a trail, got that look in his eye, he's a roadrunner
Beat'n down that dust, where the sun don't let up, he's a roadrunner
and he's tired of kill'n, them snakes he don't mind
it's just a profession, one of a kind