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The sun's sinking low, painting gold on the hill
The coyotes are singing, their voices so shrill
Got a fire crackling bright,
got a tale doing wise With the stars
in our eyes and the dust in our minds
Saddle up,
darling,
the moon's riding high
Let's chase down the shadow,
just you and I
With a yip yip yodel and a laugh in the air,
life's a wild pony
We've got time to spare,
there's beans in the pot and a breeze on the rise
The fiddles hum and sweeten to those endless skies
Your boots tap the rhythm,
your smile's got a spark We're two runaway hearts lighting
up the dark Oh,
the prairie's calling,
it's singing our
name We're dreaming in embers, dancing in flame
Saddle up,
darling,
the moon's riding high Let's chase down the shadow,
just you and I
With a yip yip yodel and a laugh in the air,
life's a wild pony
And we've got time to spare
So *** your old hat and let it tip to the breeze
The night's wide open like the limbs of the trees
Let's carve out a memory one will never trade
In the glow of the fire where legends are made
Oh,
the prairie's calling, it's singing our name