then came the last days of May
parched land no desert sand - sun was just a dot
and a little bit of water goes a long way - 'cause it's hot
three good buddies were laughing and smoking in the back of a rented Ford
they couldn't know they weren't going far
each one with the money in his pocket - could go out and buy himself a brand new car
but they all held the money they had - money they hoped would take them very far
the sky was bright - a traffic light - now and then a truck
and they hadn't seen a cop around all day - what luck
they brought everything they needed - bags and scales to weigh the stuff
the driver said the border's just over the bluff
it wasn't until the car suddenly stopped - in the middle of a cold and barren plain
and the other guy turned and spilled three boys blood - did they know a trap had been lain?
they're ok the last days of May - i'll be breathing dry air
i'm leaving soon - the others are already there
you wouldn't be interested in coming along - instead of staying here?
it's said the West is nice this time of year (that's what they say)
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