Red, rolling, wee desert fly
Shoot the breeze
Sun-blistered town
Gecko runs and dogs howl
Blue rocking-chair
Shadows hang
No one there
Where'd you go?
To my bed
'Tis I you wed
Desert FlyRed, rolling, wee desert fly Shoot the breeze Sun-blistered town Gecko runs and dogs howl Blue rocking-chair Shadows hang No one there Where'd you go? To my bed 'Tis I you wed |