Lyrics
Verse 1
Dust
Dry boots
Four brothers drinking
Passing the bottle of rye
Benny starts his bragging
Pete pulls a deck of cards
Joe just laughs at the desert heat
Verse 2
Then she walked out
Gold hair
Singing like a heavy rain
Bill dropped his silver glass
Pete forgot the poker pot
Benny stood up tall and straight
We all fell down for the lady
Chorus
She belongs to the canyon
She belongs to the trail
The wild bunch is losing
A singer and a song
The wild bunch is losing
A singer and a song
Just a memory in the red dirt
Post-Chorus
Hey now
Oh hey now
Riding away
Verse 3
Sun
Burning bright
None of us spoke a word
Four horses head toward the ridge
I saw Pete look back
I saw Bill wipe his eyes
We leave the music in the valley
The trail is cold and long now
Empty
Chorus
She belongs to the canyon
She belongs to the trail
The wild bunch is losing
A singer and a song
The wild bunch is losing
A singer and a song
Just a memory in the red dirt
Bridge
Maybe she was a ghost
Maybe we were just tired
Tired of the gun
Tired of the run
Tired of being alone
But the road calls the name of the pack
Verse 4
Stars
Big sky
Campfire burning low tonight
Joe plays a lonesome harp
Benny stares at his dirty hands
Four men sharing one old ghost
The ghost of a girl in silk
She stays behind the swinging doors
While we ride
Chorus
She belongs to the canyon
She belongs to the trail
The wild bunch is losing
A singer and a song
The wild bunch is losing
A singer and a song
Just a memory in the red dirt
Outro
Four riders
Four shadows
Going west
Going west
Going west
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