(Dewey Bunnel) 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 rain The first thing I met was a fly with no buzz And a sky with no clouds The heat was hot and the ground was dry But the air was full of sound You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can't remember your name 'Coz there aint no one to a give you no paine After two days in the desert sun My skin began to turn red After three days in the desert fun I was looking at a river bed And the story it told Of a river that floated Made me sad to think it was dead You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name... After nine days I let the horse run free 'Coz the desert had turned to sea There were plants and birds and rocks and things There were sand and hills and things The ocean is a desert with it's life underground And the perfectest sky is above Under the cities lies a heart made of ground But the humans will give no love You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name...