Sand

[Spoken:]
"They faced it, those men of the West:
The mountains, the prairies, the rivers
Here's the story of a prospect to man up
With the worst of them all - the desert."

When I began my search for gold
I stopped to have my fortune told
Silently her fingers traced my hand
I said "What will my future be?"
The only word she said to me, was "Sand"

I laughed at her and traveled on
Until one day I stood upon
The border of a godforsaken land
I knew those hills had gold to fetch
Just across that little stretch of sand

Darling, just wait a little longer
I'll soon be by your side again
I'm almost at the rainbow's end

My burro died two days ago
My water is gone, my step is slow
It's still so far to where the mountains stand
Not another living soul
Just a poison waterhole and sand

It's getting mighty hot I see
The desert is playing tricks on me
Is that my darling holding out her hand?
My arms reach out, my fingers clutch
But Lord above me, all I touch is sand

Good bye darling, wait for me no longer
My mortal strength is gone at last
The spark of life is fading fast
Fortune waits for other men
But for me the rainbow's end is sand

Endless burning sand