Hiding Out In the Badlands

At last, a refuge from the wind and sand Afraid of the posse that was still on their heels Now they could loose themselves in the badlands Wondering why they had ever decided to steal The horses worn down something terrible Not much left of the beans and the bacon Canteens almost dry since yesterday morn Their resolve to be outlaws severely shaken Now Pete knew the badlands inside out He'll lead them to water in a hidden place Here they'll rest up and wait for a spell For surely they have more trouble to face So they rode down into its deep canyons Seeing the tracks of the lion and sheep Past red rocks and carvings from the past Now the badlands has one more secret to keep