Then Came the Last Days of May

Parched land, no desert sand

The sun is just a dot

And a little bit of water goes a long way 'cause it's hot

Three good buddies were laughin' and smokin'

In the back of a rented Ford

They couldn't know they weren't going far

Each one with the money in his pocket

To go out and buy himself a brand new car

But they all held the money they had

Money they hoped would take them very far

Sky's bright, the traffic light

Now and then a truck

And they hadn't seen a cop around all day

They brought everything they needed

Bags and scales to weigh the stuff

The driver said, “The border's just over the bluff”

Wasn't until the car suddenly stopped

In the middle of a cold and barren plain

And the other guy turned and spilled

Three boys blood did they know a trap had been laid?

They're okay the last days of May

But I'll be breathin' dry air

I'm leaving soon

The others are already there all there

Wouldn't be interested in coming along

Instead of staying here?

They say the West is nice this time of year