Album: Cowboy
I'm coming in, got the wood stove on
at the end of a treasured day
take off my hat and shoes
and i lay me down
lives been lost and fortunes won
a test of the will to survive
see where the shadow falls
and you stake your claim
CHORUS
I dream of trees and roads
i roam across the hills
the sky is big, the deepest blue,
the clouds like smoky trains
News coming in , goes nation wide
not a grain of truth to be heard
lie to an ancient tribe, in their mother tongue
wreaking havoc and wrecking lives
like a ball and chain to the skull
rise see the eagle fly
spirit can't be broken
I dream of trees and roads
i roam across the hills
the sky is big, the deepest blue,
the clouds like smoky trains
Bridge
I dream of trees and roads
i roam across the hills
the sky is big, the deepest blue,
the clouds like smoky trains