A                F#m 
When the wagons leave the city 
        B7                 G 
For the forest and further on 
        A            F#m 
Painted wagon of the morning 
      B7                  D 
Dusty roads where they´ve gone 
          A                     F#m 
Sometimes travelin´ through the darkness 
       B7            G 
At the summer comin´ home 
       A            F#m 
Fallen faces by the wayside 
        D       B7         A 
Look as if they might have known 

       F#m              C#m 
Oh the sun was in their eyes 
        F#m        C#m 
And the desert was dry 
     D       A                 F#m      B7    D 
In a country towns where their laughter sounds 

       A               F#m 
Oh the dancing and the singing 
       B7              G 
Oh the music when they played 
       A              F#m 
Oh the fire that they saw there 
       B7            D 
On the grave of no return 
A              F#m 
Sometimes they found it 
A              F#m 
Sometimes they kept it 
      B7             G 
Often lost in on the way 
       A         F#m 
Pawnee shadow to possess him 
          D      B7      A 
Sometimes ride inside of day 

       F#m              C#m 
Oh the sun was in their eyes 
        F#m        C#m 
And the desert was dry 
     D       A                 F#m       B7    D 
In a country towns where their laughter sounds