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I'm mostly good enough manAnd I own the bottle-o in this desert townI've always lived alone behind the shop out backWith an emptiness so heavy hanging all aroundI was fifty-three years old when I got a wifeTook a plane to Thailand and I found her thereStanding in the market with her hair so blackI had the money so I took her back home with me hereYeah I took her back to this desert townWe lived our lives the same as most of youWe never loved each other but that's alrightThat's a gift given only to a chosen fewIt was a good deal we had goingShe kept the kitchen busy and I kept her fedShe got a comfortable place to sleepAnd I got a woman sleeping in my bedA bus comes through this desert town Every Sunday morning making its way westThis week I found a stash of twenty dollar notesI grabbed her and pulled her close to my chestI said darling you can never leaveLetras de cancionesOr I'll bury your body in the desert sandsThey stretch on forever like the endless yearsYou've never seen a more brutal and beautiful landI got up this morningKitchen was quiet it was all real sussI got in my car and drove off looking for herRobby said he saw her getting on the Sunday busNow it's dark and I'm behind the wheelWith my rifle on the front seat and in front of usThe desert is such a brutal and beautiful placeAnd I can see the tail-lights of the Sunday bus From Letras Mania