Текст Robbie Robertson – Skinwalker

She broke down, on a highway
Miles from nowhere, it had no number
She was lost, a long way from home

She was fed up with the routine

Painted desert, peyote rain
Lord, don’t let me go insane
Skinwalker, skinwalker
Who am I, who are you
I was only passing through
Skinwalker, skinwalker

A strange encounter to be sure
He was wicked he was pure
Hear him calling, he’s calling for you

Come with me into the mystic
Come with me into the night
We can live, live forever

Painted desert, peyote rain
Lord, don’t let me go insane
Skinwalker, skinwalker
Through your eyes I can see
You have left your mark on me
Skinwalker, skinwalker

(Jimmy Crack Corn, come blow your horn)
(Jimmy Crack Corn, come blow your horn)

Painted desert, peyote rain
Lord, don’t let me go insane
Skinwalker, skinwalker
He takes you to a sacred place

Ceremony of the Cloud People
Ceremony of the Cloud People
Ceremony of the Cloud People
Ceremony of the Cloud People
Ceremony of the Cloud People
Ceremony of the Cloud People
Ceremony of the Cloud People