Rory Block
"Indian Ernie"
When I look out my window, I often see you walking
Walking on the earth in a peaceful way
Indian Ernie, you say you’re lost in the culture
Don’t think about it much anymore
But I see the wind in your long black hair
Dark eyes shining, riding on that Western line
Overland to California, conductor on that fast-moving train
Brush my side as I straighten my shoe
Softly say, will I excuse you?
Walking past my window on a sunny day
Indian Ernie, riding Western trains
Free as the wind on a horse with no reins
Lost in your beauty, all the way from New Mexico
Dark eyes shining, standing in some beautiful place
A statue in my garden, turn your head as I touch your face
Silhouette on the desert sand, veins stand out as you turn your hand
Hair like a horse’s tail, running all down your back
Indian Ernie, in your uniform of blue
Baby, I just want to stare at you
Tall man in the aisle, watchful eye and slight smile
Dark eyes shining, riding on that Western line
Overland to California, conductor on that fast-moving train
Call me when I get back home
You wish you had kissed me
Send me roses in L.A.
Can you write me a letter?
Can I see you again?
Dark eyes shining, riding on that Western line
Overland to California, conductor on that fast-moving train
On that fast-moving train
