I come from Virginia with nothing in tow
I look out from the train at the Mojave below
Seems like they're burning here, burning from wind
It seems like they're always here, with the wind
We pushed through the night and the day and the night
The windows rattling, the wind it did fight
I don't feel so welcome here, chased by the wind
I feel so exposed out here, lost in the wind
And the wind keeps blowing the sand in your face
And the wind never stops, never pauses, or waits
We know that you'll like it here
Echos the wind
Kicked out of houses and kicked out of homes
Taken a wife so I'm never alone
And the plains keep drying up from the wind
And the cattle keep dying out, from the wind
And the wind keeps blowing the sand in your face
And the wind never stops, never pauses, or waits
We know that you'll like it here
Echos the wind
And all the dead horses are crying
As they whip down the mountain, and hiding
And the neighbor's little shack has gone flying
And what life I had left, has gone awry
Has gone awry
Has gone awry
Echos the wind