Cotton Pickers

A Horse With No Name

Cotton Pickers


On the first part of the journey 
I was looking at all the life 
There were plants and birds and rocks and things 
There were sand and hills and rings 
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz 
And the sky with no clouds 
The heat was hot and the ground was dry 
But the air was full of sound 
I've been thru the dessert on A Horse With No Name 
It felt good to be out of the rain 
In the desert you can remember your name 
Cause there aint no one for to give you no pain 
La la la la la la la… 
After two days in the desert sun 
My skin began to turn red 
After three days in the dessert sun I was looking at a river bed 
And the story it told of a river that flowed 
Made me sad to think it was dead 
I've been thru the desert on A Horse With No Name 
It felt good to be out of the rain 
In the desert you can remember your name 
Cause there aint no one for to give you no pain 
La la la la la la la… 
After nine days I let the horse run free 
'Cause the dessert had turned to sea 
There were plants and birds and rocks and things 
There were sand and hills and rings 
The ocean is a dessert with its life underground 
And the perfect disguise above 
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground 
But the air was full of sound 
I've been thru the desert on A Horse With No Name 
It felt good to be out of the rain 
In the dessert you can remember your name 
Cause there aint no one for to give you no pain 
La la la la la la la…