I sit on a porch of gray wood
Right where the old garden once stood
My handle is bent and my paint is all gone
I've waited right here from the dusk until dawn
The Santa Fe wind blows a heavy red heat
The gravel is burning beneath the guest's feet
I'm rusted and hollow and dry as a bone
A piece of the desert just standing alone
Pour me some water and wash off the grit
Find me a flower and let me just fit
Drink from the cloud and let the rain fall
I'm the rusty can answering the call
The motel has shutters that rattle and shake
The morning is coming with a wide open wake
A traveler stops with a look in his eye
He sees a dead plant and a pale yellow sky
Pour me some water and wash off the grit
Find me a flower and let me just fit
Drink from the cloud and let the rain fall
I'm the rusty can answering the call
The clouds turn to purple and then they turn black
The thunder is rolling and there's no turning back
The first drop is heavy it hits like a stone
I'm finally feeling I'm no longer alone
The water is filling my belly of tin
I feel the cold shiver beneath my old skin
The garden is waking the green starts to show
The seeds in the dirt have a reason to grow
A driver in linen just laughs at the sight
The porch is all shining and the morning is bright
I'm leaning on cedar and smelling the loam
A broken old vessel who finally found home
Pour me some water and wash off the grit
Find me a flower and let me just fit
Drink from the cloud and let the rain fall
I'm the rusty can answering the call
Just a rusty can.
Let the rain fall.
(Foot stomp, final chord)
