Solomon's Ride Songtext
von Giant Sand

Solomon had a barracuda
He rolled it three times at the bottom of the hill
Then he sold me all the good parts
For a lonely one hundred dollar bill

He tells me, "Hey man, the Indian walked away"
A haphazard miracle
He displays all his visions
On a speeding pill pedestal

Solomon′s ride
Solomon's ride

They tells me he wore a robe
No shoes on his feet, carried only a bowl and spoon
Walked with his friend, Lightening
Down from a Colorado sun to a Guatemalan moon


And he′s been to Vietnam
And he's fried way too much back in '69
He says he′s a mathematical genius
He′s a long haired biker for God, friend of mine

Solomon's ride
Solomon′s ride
Solomon's ride

He says he′s just a cowboy
But he don't like no meat
How can you live with the slaughter
And be shocked with the shuffle in the street?

Solomon fell in love by letter
A brain surgeon he never met out in Ukraine
Gave it all up here and went out to go get her
When I last saw him, he was making a run for the plane

Solomon′s ride
Solomon's ride

Solomon's ride
Solomon′s ride
Solomon′s ride