Drover Lyrics - Apocalypse - Bill Callahan

The real people went away 

But I'll find a better word, someday 

Leaving only me and my dreams 

My cattle and a resonator 

I drove all the beast down right under your nose 

The lumbering footloose power 

The bull and the rose 

Don't touch them don't try to hurt them 

My cattle 

I drove them by the crops and thought the crops were lost 

I consoled myself with rudimentary thoughts 

And I set my watch against the city clock 

It was way off 

Yeah one thing about this wild, wild country 

It takes a strong, strong 

It breaks a strong, strong mind 

Yeah one thing about this wild, wild country 

It takes a strong, strong 

It breaks a strong, strong mind 

And anything less, anything less 

Makes me feel like I'm wasting my time 

But the pain and frustration, is not mine 

It belongs to the cattle, through the valley 

And when my cattle turns on me 

I was knocked back flat 

I was knocked out cold for one clack of the train track 

Then I rose a colossal hand buried, buried in sand 

I rose like a drover 

For I am in the end a drover 

A drover by trade 

When my cattle turns on me 

I am a drover, double fold 

My cattle bears it all away for me and everyone 

One, one, one, one, one, one ... 

Yeah one thing about this wild, wild country 

It takes a strong, strong 

It breaks a strong, strong mind 

And anything less, anything less 

Makes me feel like I'm wasting my time