Down from the mountains word would come

We would soon move to Oregon.

Pulled from the ground of yesterday

Sell everything and move away.



But it wasn't what we thought

And we rode the horse that Bud bought.

We took that trip again, my friend.



Ten of us formed a family

Jimmy and Jesus under siege.

Follow the leader it would go

Stuck in a twisted puppet show.



But it wasn't what we thought

And we rode the horse that Bud bought.

We took that trip again, my friend.



But it wasn't all for naught

Living in the house that Bud bought.

We learned so very much back then.



It was a burning bush of hungry souls

Trying to follow what our hearts were told.

But a novice played upon our fears

And the whole thing screwed us up for years.



We untied a holy knot

And we rode the horse that Bud bought.



Prophecy came and we were gone

We would soon move from Oregon.

Turning their backs on yesterday

Some of the others fell away...