were perfect strangers Now here we are Endangered Reachin' out for someone And holdin' on to nothin' In a world Torn by changes You and I Endangered Endangered
In a one-ton Ford In a cloud of dust Down the gravel road Headin' straight for us We're by the home corral In the mornin' sun We'll all be in love Before
There's a brand new gold Palomino colt Knee-high in the Colorado grass And a note by the bed He reads it again 'Cause it all happened way too fast Now
The canyon road Tall dark trees The cabin glow Smoke on the breeze It's a cold autumn night Rain turns to snow In the warm firelight I'm watchin' you
From the cold Alberta plain You're a drifter passin' through I know you'll be back again You disappear into the blue I think I'm a lot like you But
We were perfect strangers Now here we are Endangered Reachin' out for someone And holdin' on to nothin' In a world Torn by changes You and I Endangered Endangered
A hundred thousand smokin' cars Ev'ry single day All bumper to bumper Better build another highway Right through the wetlands And the farmland way out
Little John the hobo taught me how to ride the rail As he told me of the days he spent wranglin' on the trail From the canyons of north Texas to the
Out on Highway 84 Forty miles outside of town Down the old gravel road You can hear the lonely sound Of buffalo soldiers fallin' down Some who try to
Lock the world outside the door We don't need it anymore Make it all just go away Until some cold gray rainy day You and I we are the same Both victims
Where the oil road meets the gravel The grass is turnin' green It's a far cry from the city And the places I've just been Comin' up the home road I see
I got bucked off down in Prescott And I've been drivin' half the night Down this long and lonesome highway It seems there ain't no end in sight I didn
Talk about the weather And the prices of cattle Your wife's worthless brother And his brand new saddle Talk about women The heart-breakin' kind And
Rode down Wolf Creek pass In the white autumn lightnin' October twenty-third Nineteen thirty-five I was one mounted rider I was ridin' alone On a gray
I never was good at goodbye I couldn't stand to see her cry Lookin' out at the river all alone Cody stood behind me like a stone While she said goodbye
