Desert Sky Drifters - Deserts Roam Lyrics

I got my six-gun loaded up
My horse Max saddled up
I'm headed west
Giddy up
Outlaw of seven states
On the road to my next place
Driving hate
Deserts roam
Here I go
Deserts roam
Deserts roam
Here I go
Deserts roam
Bread rye ain't a lie
My whiskey is runnin' dry
The fire's out
Runnin' gun
Gold fever's on my mind
I'm running out of time
Gold fever on my mind
All the time
Deserts roam
Here I go
Deserts roam
Deserts roam
Here I go
Deserts roam
The pickin' axe is loaded up
Had to sell my horse Max
I'm diggin, diggin, diggin
Down
Law won't find me
Deep deep in the deeps
Tickin tickin tickin
Pickin pickin pickin
Deserts roam
Here I go
Deserts roam
Deserts roam
Here I go
Deserts roam
My six-gun loaded up
The whiskey in my gut
I'm stuck here
Dig me up
Dug down too deep
The rocks fell on me
Lost my gold
Should've known!
Here I go!
Desert Roam
Desert Roam
Here I go!
Desert Roam
Desert Roam