Dry Lightning

Well, it's the first week in August
When they leave their skins behind
This time of year all the rattlesnakes are strikin' blind
But that horse reared back, he got one good kick
He's staggerin' against his own weight
If you put up a fight your blood start to circulate

And it move through those veins
Like a gas through a hose
Don't you know that just ain't the same horse that he knows
With his eyes rolled back in his head
And his leg swelled up like a root
Get a bead on that old horse before you shoot

Down by the ocotillo where the yuccas grow tall
Deep in the shadows it's cool and it's dry
That's where the poison always crawls

Tie him up to a split rail and wait for the sun to go down
There ain't no point in us getting' up early
This time tomorrow he'll be gone

And there's a slow wind in the dessert
And these cloud always look the same
It's only dry lightning
Don't you know there's never no rain
Don't you know there's never no rain
Don't you know there's never no rain