Where the Good Folk Are Testo

I've felt the cold of the way I had to go.
I've been lonely here, for so many years.
Glad tidings from the folks back home,
The folks I've known from the place I did grow.

Keep on keepin' on and you know it won't be long
'Til I'm headed back your way, so keep on 'til a brighter day.

Brother take care, it's a cruel world out there.
The smell of smoke and the sound of crows will bring you home. Desert's a dark place for a fellow like me.
I'm sorry though it's where I've got to be.

I've been looking near and far,
Trying to find where the good folk are.
Brother take care, it's a cruel world out there.