Well I'm w eary and tired I' ve done my days ridin'
N ightime is r olling my way
The s ky's all on fire and t he lights sl owly fadin'
P eaceful and still ends t he day
O ut on the trai l night birds are callin'
S ingin' their wild melody
D own in the canyon the cottonwo od whispers
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Well I w andered a roun d towns and the cities
Tried to f igure the ho w and t he why
Well I s topped all my schemin' Iâm ju st driftin' and dreamin'
W atching the river ro ll by
H ere comes that big o le prarie moon risin'
S hinin' down bright as c an be
U p on the hill there's a coy ote singin'
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Now it's w hiskey and tobacco a nd bitter b lack coffee
A l onesome old doggie Am I
But wakin' u pon the range I feel lik e an angel
F ree like I almost cou ld fly
D rift like a cloud o ut over the badlands
S ing like a bird in t he tree
The w ind in the sage sounds like heav en singin'
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