I've seen him playin' in his backyard
A young boy just startin' out
So much history in this landscape
So much confusion, so much doubt
Been there drinkin' on that front porch
Angry kids meanin' dumb
Looks like a pain in that blue skyline
God hates facts where we come from
Western skies don't make it right
Mouth to breathe don't make no sense
I've seen a scarecrow
Wrapped in a wire
Left to die on a high ridge fence
It's a cold, cold wind
It's a cold, cold wind
It's a cold wind blow
Wyoming
Seed to coyotes runnin' down the deep
Hate what we don't understand
You pioneers give us your children
But it's your blood that stains their hands
It's your blood that stains their hands
It's your blood that stains their hands
Western skies don't make it right
Home of the brave don't make no sense
Western skies don't make it right

I've seen this scarecrow wrap it in a wire
Left to die on a high ridge fence
It's a cold, cold wind
It's a cold, cold wind
It's a cold, cold wind
It's a cold, cold wind


It's a cold wind blow, Wyoming
Somewhere that road forks up ahead
To ignorance and innocence
Three lives drift on different winds
Two lives ruined, one life spent
Western skies don't make a right
A mouth to breathe don't make no sense
I've seen a scarecrow wrapped in a wire
Left to die on a high ridge fence
It's a cold, cold wind blow
It's a cold, cold wind blow

It's a cold wind blow, Wyoming
It's a cold, cold wind blow
It's a cold, cold wind blow
It's a cold, cold wind blow
It's a cold, cold wind blow
Wyoming
It's a cold, cold wind blow


Oh, man.