And cowboys roping in baseball caps
And empty space on McNally maps
And yucca, creosote and sage
And trailer parks in dusty towns
And warm winds when the sun goes down
And dry creeks and history on a page And trout jumping in a mountain stream
And cotton fields along the San Joaquin
An old coyote fussin at the moon
And a hawk on a power line
Bob wire fences pinion pine
Desert road stretching across the sand
And tractors and seed shops
And salesmen in used car lots
And windmills and young people in a van.
