E5 A5 A passenger traveling quietly conceals himself B5 E5 With a magazine and a sleepless pillow E5 A5 Over the crest of the mountain the moon begins its climb B5 E5 And he wakes to find he's in rolling farmland A5 E5 The farmer sleeps against his wife A5 G5 C5 E5 He wonders what their life must be A5 G5 A Trailways bus is heading south F5 B5 E5 Into Washington, D.C. E5 A5 A mother and child, the baby maybe two months old B5 E5 Prepare themselves for sleep and feeding. E5 A5 The shadow of the Capitol dome slides across his face B5 E5 And his heart is racing with the urge to freedom. A5 E5 The father motionless as stone, A5 G5 C5 E5 A shepherd resting with his flock, A5 G5 The Trailways bus is turning west F5 C5 G5 D5 Dallas via Little Rock. E5 A5 O my darling, darling Son B5 E5 The desert moon is my witness. E5 A5 I've no money to come East, B5 E5 But I know you'll soon be here D5 G5 We pull into downtown Dallas by the side of the grassy knoll A5 D5 Where the leader fell and a town was broken. D5 G5 Away from the feel and flow of life for so many years A5 D5 D5 He hears music playing and Spanish spoken E5 A5 The border patrol outside of Tucson boarded the bus B5 E5 Any aliens here? You better check with us, E5 E5 How about you son? You look like you got Spanish blood. B5 E5 Do you 'Habla Ingles,' and I understood. A5 E5 Yes, I am an alien, from Mars. A5 G5 C5 E5 I come to Earth from outer space. A5 G5 And if I traveled my whole life F5 C5 G5 You guys would still be on my case F5 C5 G5 You guys would still be on my case A5 G5 But he can't leave his fears behind, A5 G5 C5 E5 He recalls each fatal thrust A5 G5 The screams carried by the wind, . F5 C5 G5 Phantom figures in the dust F5 C5 G5 Phantom figures in the dust F5 C5 G5 Phantom figures in the dust.