Out on the edge of an empty highway   Howling at the blood on the moon   Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way   I can't hit that border too soon      Running hard out of Muskrat Flats   It was sixty days or double life   Hail on my back like a shotgun blast   High wind chimes in the night      Oh oh, the pride of Cucamonga   Oh oh, bitter olives in the sun   Oh oh, I had me some lovin'   And I done some time      Since I came down from Oregon   There's a lesson or two I've learned   By standing in the road alone   Standing watching the fires burn      The northern sky it stinks with greed   You could smell it for miles around   The good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel   Sitting doing that git on down      Oh oh, the pride of Cucamonga   Oh oh, silver apples in the sun   Oh oh, I had me some lovin'   And I done some time      I see your silver shining town   But I know I can't go there   Your streets run deep with poisoned wine   Your doorways crawl with fear      So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at   Where the weed grows green and fine   And wrap myself around a bush of that bright   Whoa, on Oaxaca vine      Yes, it's me, I'm the pride of Cucamonga   I can see golden forests in the sun   Oh oh, I had me some lovin'   And I done some time   And I done some time   And I done some time