Lyrics:
let it gale still the prairie's my home
(A broken heart tone the settin' sun shone the buffalo roam)
Ooh ooh (a broken heart tone the settin' sun
I have walked cross the sand on the Grand Banks of Newfoundland,
Lazed on the ridge of the Mirimichi.
Seen the waves tear and roar at the stone coast
I am a note bandit, Cole Younger is my name
To many a death procession my friends are brought to shame
The robbing of a Northfield bank's a thing I
wolf wail in a broken-heart tone
Let it storm, let it gale, still the prairie's my home
The broken-heart tone, the setting sun shone, the buffalo roam
Given a direction to run
On the dawnin' of the day The West was One
The sun is settin' on the turn of a century
I know for certain it's my
Turn to be
I love to stand
Next to flowers taller than me
Reaching up their petals open to the sun
I wanna grow wild like them
Wild and free
I love to walk
the door
I'd rather be hunting
In the prairie country
I'd rather be hunting
Till the sun goes down
Got up on Wednesday
I ain't got much more to say
Make it
years
The Feds tried to break us and the bank tried to take us
But somehow we stayed in the saddle
Yeah, I'm proud to be from a land of oil and cattle
I stood on that Cherokee Plain,
And the Cameron broke free and jumped its banks
All in a rush of life.
The thunderhead roared out its song,
up
You kissed me softly and I held you gently as we spoke of our love
We left the prairie went to the bank to take out a loan for our house
A man in
The sun's coming up on the Prairie
Corn and hay glisten with the forenight's rain
The aroma of the earth fills the senses
Barn swallows darting,
I had a dream, of the wide open prairie
I had a dream, of the pale morning sky
I had a dream, that we flew on golden wings
And we were the same, just
It was a dreamers country, head west, make a name
Stalwart minds tamed the prairie and shaped the plains
Fireworks filled happy eyes, young mothers
It's twilight on the prairie
The sun is going to bed
Harvest moon is rising
Stars shining overhead
Shadows dance by firelight
Cigar in my hand.
again
The prairie's burning up in red and green
It breaks my heart to think that my son
Might not ever get to see
The Indian paintbrush come in bloom
Rose before the Sun
Left our home in Walla Walla
Where the memory of our fathers will remain
And over the Mountain trail,
to the banks of the clear
Doing its work
Ordinary
Prairy in day
Hard label
Horse sun and
The buffalo
Buffalon and
The horse men
And the sun and the prairy
And the dark sun
ee oh loh di, it's a prairie lullaby.
When later on the sun is gone
The campfire fights the dark,
Snd a million stars are twinkling in the sky
Looking for heaven, running through hell again
Looks like I got myself in trouble with the boys again
The prairie's on fire, house is in order
Who's got a head o' hair to match up with the raven?
Who's got the prairie sun in every smile?
Who's got good credit yet with ol' Mother Nature?
what will be?
Living your life on the prairie
Chasing your life's mystery
Traveling in our covered wagon
Waiting for our chance to get some land
Late
Smoke signals from burning banks
The collapse of empire, the gnashing of teeth into gravel and concrete a monopoly on violence today marks the birth
of my farmer's tan an' I was lettin' you.
An' fightin' bull in the July heat, tryin' to keep my cool.
An' the prairie wind sang while the dust devils
winning goal
It’s always -35 below
It’s the music and the vibe
Where our spirits come alive
It’s the sun!
It’s the sun on the prairie lifting up my soul
I
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