Western Skies - Chris LeDoux

    The Nashville friends think I'm strange to make my home out on the range

    Think it's nothin' but a God forsaken land
    Why don't you bring your guitar and family, move on down to Tennesse
    Well, I just smile because they don't understand
    But if they ever saw a sunrise on a mountain mornin'
    Watched those cotton candy clouds roll by
    They'd know why I live beneath these Western Skies

    I got peace of mind and elbow room I love the smell of sage in bloom
    Catch a rainbow on my fishinâ line
    We got county fairs and rodeos, ainât a better place for my kids to grow

    Just turn 'em loose in the western summer time
    And if you ever held your woman on a summer's evening
    While the prairie moon was blazin' in her eyes
    You'd know why I live beneath these Western Skies

    You ain't lived until you've watched those Northern Lights
    Set around the campfire and hear the coyotes call at night
    Makes you feel alright

    So guess I'll stay right where I'm at, wear my boots and my cowboy hat
    But I'll come and see ya once in a while
    I'll bring my guitar and sing my songs, sorry if I don't stay too long
    I love Tennessee but ya know it's just not my style
    I gotta be where I can see those Rocky Mountains
    Ride my horse and watch an eagle fly
    I gotta live my life and write my songs beneath these Western Skies

    When I die you can bury me beneath these Western Skies, Yippee Yi


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