On the first part of the journey. I was looking at all the life. There were plants and birds and rocks and things. There was 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 through 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 ain't no one for to give you no pain. 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 flowed. Made me sad to think it was dead. 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 remember your name. 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain. Chewing on a piece of grass. Walking down the road. Tell me how long you gonna stay here Joe?. Some people say this town don't look good in snow. You don't care I know. Ventura Highway in the sunshine. Where the days are longer. The nights are stronger than moonshine. You're gonna go I know. 'Cause the free wind is blowin' through your hair. And the days surround your daylight there. Seasons crying no despair. Alligator lizards in the air