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