I slept on pine needles in the Coconino forest
Tried melting snow to drink but it tasted like smoke
No burros to be bought in flagstaff, so I camped and went on

An Indian took me to some trading posts along the way
Thru the painted desert, a very wild road
All the mountains are pink and red

Got to buy a burro my pack is heavier by the day
Got to buy a burro my pack is heavier by the day

Soon as I get the burro and it quits snowin so hard
I’m gonna visit some ruins, I sleep in a Hogan now
Only thing lacking is you to throw a snowball at

Got to buy a burro my pack is heavier by the day
Got to buy a burro my pack is heavier by the day
Got to buy a burro my pack is heavier by the day

(lyrics: Dan Bern)