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| Of all the ground I’ve covered,
there’s no place I’d rather be, head restin’ on my saddle bags out on the lone prairie Day coolin’ off, refreshin’ like, wind whistlin’ thru’ the trees, stirrin’ up a little dust, leaves rustlin’ in the breeze My dog stretched out beside me, a kickin’ in his sleep, one eye kept half open, case some evil comes to creep Coyotes howlin’ in the distance at moon ‘n stars above, ol’ Paint a whinnyin’ softly confirmin’ life I love Early wakin’ in the mornin’ with sun risin’ in the east, thankin’ God ya made it thru’ another day, at least Yep, home is just a state a mind, don’t matter much to me, just give me lots a elbow room out on the, lone prairie… |
