I dreamed I was moving freely out across the field My friend was going slower though his back was made of steel The wild horses in the mountain do you any way they can A guitar is much easier on a songwriting man
Season man, moving in the rain Season man, moving with the change
The drummer man he took his furs and headed on down south With the taste of the Rio Grande still in his mouth He moved in with his kinfolks in the Arkansas woods He was a man who would always do what he said he would
Season man, moving with the change Season man, moving with the rain
The mountain will chew you up and spit you out Or hold you close and let you feel what's it all about You can walk the streets, wear your robes and your vacant smile Braid your hair like a doormat you are a rainbow child
Seasons change, and you're out in the rain Rainbow man, walking in the rain
Season man, moving with the rain Season man, moving with the change.