Long John Rider
Far out in the distance
Resounds a heavy sigh
Of all distraught people
With trouble on their minds
Walk on streets of fire
Draw the silver sword
Long John Rider's coming a-knocking
Hear the life old song
Until the dying breath
Notes of lysergy
And lasting happiness
Walk on streets of fire
Draw the silver sword
Long John Rider's coming a-knocking
On your door
Now don't pay no mind
To the confusion
Long John Rider Likes to stumble
Where you're not strong