a single town county a hundred horse town the rodeo rides away then comes back around the fiddler was shorted though he played cherokee that s a warnin to a white boy like me all i see now are fences the cards turn a profit but their people are gone these old holes in the highway are so brutal on bones you don t dance with who brought you it s a lonesome walk home can i catch a ride sir if you re goin this way i forgot what would all the protestants say she was there for the takin there were promises made the smallpox and whiskey were a mighty bad trade all i see now are fences the cards turn a profit but their people are gone these old holes in the highway are so brutal on bones you don t dance with who brought you it s a lonesome walk home the tables are turned into dried up remains since the storm from the east blew across the plains all i see now are fences the casinos turn a profit but their people are gone these old holes in the highway are so brutal on bones you don t dance with who brought you it s a lonesome walk home you don t dance with who brought you it s a lonesome walk home