Shifting Whispering Sands
Johnny Cash Feat. Lorne Greene Lyrics


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I discovered the valley of the shifting, whispering sands
While prospecting for gold in one of our western States
I saw the silent windmills, the crumbling water tanks
The bones of cattle and burros, picked clean by buzzards
Bleached by the desert suns
I stumbled over a crumbling buckboard nearly covered by the sands
And stopping to rest, I heard a tinkling, whispering sound
Then suddenly realized that even though the wind was quiet
The sand did not lie still
I seemed to be surround by a mystery
So heavy and oppressive I could scarcely breath
For days and weeks I wandered aimlessly in this valley
Seeking answers to the many questions
That raced through my fevered mind
Where was everyone
Why the white bones
The dry wells
The barren valley where people must have lived and died
Finally I could go no farther
My food and water gone
I sat down and buried my face in my hands
And resting thus, I learned the secret
Of the Shifting, whispering sands
How I managed to escape from the valley I do not know
But now to pay my final debt for being spared
I must tell you what I learned out on the desert
So many years ago

When the day is awfully quiet
And the breeze seems not to blow
One would think the sand was resting
But you'll find this is not so
It is whispering, softly whispering
As it slowly moves along
And for those who stop and listen
It will sing this mournful song
Of sidewinders and the horn toads
Of the thorny chaparral
Endless sunny days and moonlit nights
The coyotes lonely yell
Of the stars seem you could tough them
As you lay and gaze on high




At the heavens where we're hoping
We'll be going when we die

Overall Meaning

In Johnny Cash's "The Shifting Whispering Sands" featuring Lorne Greene, the singer reflects on discovering the valley of shifting whispering sands while prospecting for gold. The valley is described as barren and oppressive, littered with bones and dry wells. Despite the wind being quiet, the sand does not lie still and emits a tinkling, whispering sound that engulfs the singer. He ponders the many questions that raced through his mind, including where everyone was and why the valley was filled with white bones. After days of wandering, the singer can't go any further, and he sits down and buries his face in his hands. In a moment of reflection and stillness, the singer learns the secret of the shifting whispering sands.


Line by Line Meaning

I discovered the valley of the shifting, whispering sands
I found myself in a valley where the sand moves mysteriously and creates a whispering sound


While prospecting for gold in one of our western States
I was looking for gold in the American west


I saw the silent windmills, the crumbling water tanks
I noticed abandoned ranch equipment like windmills and water tanks


The bones of cattle and burros, picked clean by buzzards
I saw the carcasses of dead cattle and donkeys being stripped of flesh by vultures


Bleached by the desert suns
The hot sun had caused the bones to dry out and turn white


I stumbled over a crumbling buckboard nearly covered by the sands
I found an old wagon almost hidden by the sand


And stopping to rest, I heard a tinkling, whispering sound
As I took a break, I heard the sound of sand moving as if it were whispering


Then suddenly realized that even though the wind was quiet
I realized that the sand moved despite there being no wind


I seemed to be surrounded by a mystery
I felt as though there was an air of mystery surrounding the place


So heavy and oppressive I could scarcely breath
It was so heavy and oppressive that it was hard to breathe


For days and weeks I wandered aimlessly in this valley
I spent many days and weeks wandering without direction in this place


Seeking answers to the many questions that raced through my fevered mind
I had many questions that I needed to answer to put my mind at ease


Where was everyone
I wondered where the people who used to live there had gone


Why the white bones
I wondered why the animal bones were white


The dry wells
I noticed that the wells were dry


The barren valley where people must have lived and died
I saw a valley that must have been home to many people who have since passed away


Finally I could go no farther
I reached my limit and could not continue on


My food and water gone
I had consumed all of my food and water


I sat down and buried my face in my hands
I sat and mourned my situation


And resting thus, I learned the secret
While resting, I discovered the truth


Of the Shifting, whispering sands
The mystery of the shifting sands was revealed to me


How I managed to escape from the valley I do not know
I am not sure how I was able to leave the valley


But now to pay my final debt for being spared
I feel like I owe it to someone or something for allowing me to leave alive


I must tell you what I learned out on the desert
It is important for me to share what I discovered in the desert many years ago


When the day is awfully quiet
When it is very quiet during the daytime


And the breeze seems not to blow
And there doesn't seem to be any wind


One would think the sand was resting
You might assume that the sand was still


But you'll find this is not so
But that would be incorrect


It is whispering, softly whispering
The sand is actually moving and making a soft, whispering sound


As it slowly moves along
As the sand slowly moves, you can hear it whisper


And for those who stop and listen
If you stop and listen carefully


It will sing this mournful song
You will hear the sand whispering a sad tune


Of sidewinders and the horn toads
The tune includes stories of snakes and lizards


Of the thorny chaparral
It tells of the plants in the desert with prickly thorns


Endless sunny days and moonlit nights
It also mentions the never-ending sunny days and nights with bright moons


The coyotes lonely yell
The tune includes the sound of a lone coyote howling


Of the stars seem you could touch them
The tune describes how the stars appear so close that you could reach out and touch them


As you lay and gaze on high
While lying down and looking up at the sky


At the heavens where we're hoping we'll be going when we die
The song talks about the hope of going to heaven when we pass away




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Damiano Siani

Legendary Johnny!......

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