Thin White Rope - The Real West Lyrics

Not like a passion, not like the jism trail
Not like those young boys out looking for thrills
No yellow bar rooms, no girls at all
Just old men losing time and looking for gold

Razorback mule eating gourds off the vine
It looks so lonely out behind the county line
Wind rattles dry fruit chewed in the night
Next morning mule found laid on his side

Then they'll be walking and what will they do?
Their tools rust as they nibble on the mule
They got no gold for their final days
So those old men jump some poor young boy's claim

He sang I got passion, I got my jism trail,
I'm just a young boy, it ain't no big deal.
The real west - pity the old
Run out of time and looking for gold.