If I Were A Cowboy - Carbon Leaf

The ghost of a building that once was a barn

Leans on itself on an old ghost-town farm

Its posts are all crippled

It’s tired, it’s done

Lays down to rest like a dog in the sun

Dust devils boil as they stretch for the sky

As if thirsty for more than the earth can provide

Sprinklers are quiet, hay’s two bucks a bale

Just a piece of the west on the Oregon Trail

And if I were a cowboy I’d dance until dawn

If I were a cowboy I’d sing this song

Now the foothills roll on like a fabric of green

They fold in on themselves with no stitch and no seam

Higher to the mountains just fog and fir trees

If we haven’t reached heaven we’re at least at its knees

Corridors cut through these mountains of snow

Winding our way to the next makeshift home

So many ways out I forget where I am

So many ways out when a map’s in your hand

And if I were a cowboy I’d dance until dawn

If I were a cowboy I’d sing this song

Out here the land is untouched and it’s wide

There is no great progress, no great divide

The land seems so empty but with each step I know

Someone’s been here before me with a story untold

Clouds in the valley

Dark shadows a break

A ghost creepin' and sweepin'

The dirt from his pain

Raindrops and teardrops

Just two bucks a bale

Another day in the west on the Oregon Trail

And if I were a cowboy I’d dance until dawn

If I were a cowboy I’d sing this song

And if I were a cowboy I’d dance until dawn

If I were a cowboy I’d sing this song