A Horse With No Name America (#1 in 1972)

On the first part of the journey / I was lookin' at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things / There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz / And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry / But the air was full of sound
 

I've been through the desert on a horse with no name / It felt good to be out of the rain

In the desert, you can't remember your name

'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain. / La, La ....

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was lookin' at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead
You see    Chorus
 
After nine days I let the horse run free / 'Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things / There was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with its life underground / And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground / But the humans will give no love
You see...   Chorus