Blues away keep a'callin Like a shadow along on a hill Trouble at my window The devil's on my heels Rovin' on The saddle's wearin' high Trail is long The river far too wide If I could wade in the water Maybe I could get clean again Feel the waves pull me under And they're washin' me free of sin I've foreseen it all along Bold as that pale moon sky These demons rival for the soul of a different kind Rovin' on The saddle's wearin' high Trail is long The river far too wide If I could wade in the water Maybe I could get clean again Feel the waves pull me under And they're washin' me free of sin I've strayed n' I've roamed This wide open sky is all I've ever known Low in the saddle headed on my own Makin' my way to, down to San Antone