Canteen of Water
He carries his ideas in books bound in leather
With a change of clothing
And a picture of Anna when she was younger
Lest he forget her
And in among his papers
Is a list of all the people that he knew
And many unsent letters
Telling someone that he'd be there sometime soon
Hey stranger it's the tiredness that remains
When you think freedom can't be measured
By the scuffles on your boots
Now he dreams a lot of Anna and the time they were together
He was hard and she was supple
When they lived out in country she thought gentle
Like his hands upon her body
But when Anna felt the cooling wind
David felt the threat to be blown down
And when Anna felt the cleansing rain
David fought the fear that he might drown
Hey Stranger now you wander through the country
That you hope is much less frightening
When it's quickly passing by
Now in southern Arizona at the Last Chance Diner counter
Being questioned by the waitress
He prepares for the desert with his freedom
And a canteen of water