Tangie and Ray

Tangie and Ray left Columbia, Maryland To go rolling with the rubber tramps And see the last few mountain men In the back of a truck With the bags of sugar and the guns Over the bumpy USFS roads With all the other fledgelings falling from the limbs Who are never going home Tangie and Ray, they got hair down to their knees And Tangie rides a bighorn ram And Ray can talk to trees Now they're one with the dirt With the mouldering bones and litter leaves Down in the dirt Under the cloudy sky and unbroken canopy They're never going home Never going home Down in the dirt with the spineless animals and seeds They live down in the dirt Under the cloudy sky and unbroken canopy And never going home Down in the dirt with the spineless animals and seeds They live down in the dirt Under the cloudy sky and unbroken canopy They're never going home