I threw my robe on in the morning. Watched the ring on the stove turn red. Stared hypnotized into a cup of coffee. Pulled on my boots and made the bed. Screen door hangin' off its hinges. Kept bangin' me awake all night. As I look out the window. The only thing in site. Is dry lightning on the horizon line. Just dry lightning and and you on my mind. I chased the heat of her blood. Like it was the holy grail. Descend beautiful spirit. Into the evening pale. Her appaloosa's. Kickin' in the corral smelling rain. There's a low thunder rolling'Cross the mesquite plain. But there's just dry lightning on the horizon line. It's just dry lightning and and you on my mind. I'd drive down to Alvarado Street. Where she'd dance to make ends meet. I'd spend the night over my gin. As she'd talk to her men. Well the piss yellow sun. Comes bringin' up the day. She said 'Ain't nobody can give nobody. What they really need anyway.'. Well you get so sick of the fightin'. You lose your fear of the end. But I can't lose your memory. And the sweet smell of your skin. And it's just dry lightning on the horizonline. Just dry lightning and and you on my mind.