In the mountains the sun sets up in ribbons so high, it's like I don't never wanna get old... don't ever wanna die. We been seein' steady rain, 'bout to drive us all insane, nearly lost a few head up in the pines. At night, when some of the boys get to talking up their girls back home, you know I tell 'em there ain't none as fine as mine. I can hear old Chapman sayin' come morning we'll break the range, be pushin' hard now for the plains.
I close my eyes and I can see you... I close my eyes and I can feel you here. God willin' an the creek don't rise, I'll be home again before this time next year. Though I fear this fever won't break...
-All my love