All the simple things in life Like the colors of the fall Like an eagle on the wind High above the canyon wall Like the sound of the river Runnin' wild
Won't take it in a rest home Sittin' in a wheelchair Seen way too many a good man go down in there I'll take it in the Yellowstone From a Grizzler Bear
A hundred thousand smokin' cars Ev'ry single day All bumper to bumper Better build another highway Right through the wetlands And the farmland way out
We were out on Lightning Ridge In the center of a storm It was deep into October And I was fightin' to stay warm Stray cattle in the canyon And out on
I never was good at goodbye I couldn't stand to see her cry Lookin' out at the river all alone Cody stood behind me like a stone While she said goodbye
In a one-ton Ford In a cloud of dust Down the gravel road Headin' straight for us We're by the home corral In the mornin' sun We'll all be in love Before
Rode down Wolf Creek pass In the white autumn lightnin' October twenty-third Nineteen thirty-five I was one mounted rider I was ridin' alone On a gray
The canyon road Tall dark trees The cabin glow Smoke on the breeze It's a cold autumn night Rain turns to snow In the warm firelight I'm watchin' you
I got a brand new custom rambler with rooms I've never seen And a matchin' 10-stall barn that's any cowboy's dream I got a brand new diesel pick-up truck
There's a brand new gold Palomino colt Knee-high in the Colorado grass And a note by the bed He reads it again 'Cause it all happened way too fast Now
I got bucked off down in Prescott And I've been drivin' half the night Down this long and lonesome highway It seems there ain't no end in sight I didn
Out on Highway 84 Forty miles outside of town Down the old gravel road You can hear the lonely sound Of buffalo soldiers fallin' down Some who try to
Little John the hobo taught me how to ride the rail As he told me of the days he spent wranglin' on the trail From the canyons of north Texas to the rail
From the cold Alberta plain You're a drifter passin' through I know you'll be back again You disappear into the blue I think I'm a lot like you But just
Talk about the weather And the prices of cattle Your wife's worthless brother And his brand new saddle Talk about women The heart-breakin' kind And lay
Lock the world outside the door We don't need it anymore Make it all just go away Until some cold gray rainy day You and I we are the same Both victims
God saved some lucky men to be cowboys 'Cause no ordinary man can wear the name Hearts of gold and hands of leather And that restless spirit no one will
Frost on the wheat grass Frost on the sage Frost on the aspen leaves Steam on the lake The blue autumn sky is turnin' colder by the day Its time to get