In rough rock, arizona he lived for many years alone
a gangly kid from colorada, who could sing the sweetest songs
i first heard woody's songs from him in a cabin in the snow
seems like it was yesterday but it was years and years ago
He moved to arizona in nineteen sixty-one
got a job at the indian school - he was livin' in the sun
my life was movin' fast by now, i was always on the run
my country life was far behind and the circus had begun
Marty, i know it got lonely out there
coyotes cryin' at midnight in the cold desert air
the heart that sorrow broke in you can never be repaired
mart, i know i let you down somewhere
I knew that me and marty, we should have been good friends
i always knew the paths we walked were meant to cross again
we talked on the telephone once or twice a year
his voice was so familiar, his memory was clear
I'll never know what brought him to where he finally stood
a shotgun pointed at his head in a cabin in the woods
but somehow i could hear it, it struck my heart as well
for the unknown man who needs a hand
for the friend i'll never know
Marty, i know it got lonely out there
coyotes cryin' at midnight in the cold desert air
the heart that sorrow broke in you can never be repaired
mart, i know i let you down somewhere