I grew up where the prairie sagebrush grows up to three feet high
By the time I stand I can see over
them where the mountains touch the sky
Took off at eighteen to see what the world was all about
Met a blue-eyed Carolina girl that had my future all planned out
But you ain't ever gonna leave these hills
And I wanna die where the coyote cry and the
grey wolf kills From where I'm standing I can't see forever
with you and me.
There's too many towns and not enough cows,
and way too many trees.
I love your folks like they're my own and I'm crazy about you,
but there's too much
cowboy in my bones to be dug up by my roots.
We could build ourselves a house here, but
it won't ever be my home.
So let's call a spade a spade and just stay where we belong.
Cause you ain't ever gonna leave these hills.
I wanna die where the coyote cry and the gray
wolf kills.
From where I'm standing I can't see forever with you and me.
There's too many
towns and not enough cows,
way too many trees.
So let me go before it's too late.
Baby spare me the heartbreak.
You ain't ever gonna leave
these hills.
I wanna die where the coyote cry and the gray wolf kills.
From where I'm standing I can't see forever with you and me.
There's too many towns and not enough cows.
Too much noise and not enough sand,
and way too many trees.