Wind
Rocks
The desert night
The summer sand
Natural things, naturally
What frontiersmen should understand
And nothing's more natural than knowing how to move
Here's a tune about an ache that we can soothe
Let's reenact a snappy scene that duds might find mundane
About a pair of partners who had up and missed their train
One grabbed the other's wrist and asked him,"Buy a man some hooch?"
"'Course!" the other said real sly."You're another workin' pooch!"
He toasts and taps his shoulderblade as temperance flies the coop
And eyes meet eyes and glass meets glass as whiskers start to droop
Well if you're feeling and gay, I think you know what's next
Lock eye to eye and elbows hooked and keep your partner flexed
Whet your whistle, quench your thirst, though it be hard to see
Having vice ain't always nice but hey at least you're free
Now take a dip and hook his hip, remind me of that scene
Where words pass lips between the sips and some were rather mean
But hey, they're pressed in closer
Hey, their courage bloomed
And hey, they're taking wagers
Boasting over which their manhood loomed
Though thigh to thigh and pockets frisked he grabbed his partner's wrist
Got a different kind of drink for you, I simply must insist
Now my mind grows foggy as those spirits fade
Look now how morning light is seizing our charade
Ruffled slacks, sweaty backs all about the floor
Revel quietly as others about you snore
Lock gazes and think upon my scene
You may find the things they hadn't yet and thoughts between
Lovers' light, morning dark, and everything you know
There's many locks and keys as you allow
