Because tenderness
Is hard to come by
On these damn dusty roads
And we are so far from home
And before you say
What I know you're gonna say
Settle down, I've got a clever plan
Cos loneliness
Has become my shadow
In this cold foreign land
Where we can't find a hand
And we might come back
With gold in our pack
To our wives back home
Like celestial virgins
Stars all whirling
Trumpets thundering
God on our side
And the wind at our backs
Or we might not come back at all
And before you say
What I know you're gonna say
Settle down, I've got a clever plan
Before you say
What I know you're gonna say
And before you say
What I know you're gonna say
Settle down, I've got a clever plan