Great Divide - Jack Ingram

They still listen to high school football

On the radio in West Texas

The lights still shine bright

Every Friday Night

And you can drive 90 miles an hour

Down the highway straight through Sisco

The cops are at the ball game, its gettin’tight

And the sky gets wider and wider

You disappear like the day

Into the Great Divide you fade away

Its another world all together

In the middle of God’s country

Smells like money, smells like shit, yea it smells like hell

But when the cattle’s all together

And the pump-jacks all are movin'

And the cotton’s all in bloom

And it smells like nothin’else

And the sky gets wider and wider

Just like a brand new day

Out in the Great Divide you fade away

Its the land of my people

Dreamers come out here to find a bigger piece of sky

Its all the winners and all the losers

Real good people, just like you and I Yea but nothin’s really changed much

As you drive down I-20

Mexicans still work out in the field

And everybody’s dirty

Man, their all just a bunch of gamblers

And some got rich, but their gamblers still

ANd the sky gets wider and wider

Today’s gunna be your day

Out in the Great Divide you face away

Its the land of my people

Dreamers come out here to find a bigger piece of sky

Its all the winners and all the losers

Real good people, just like you and I They still listen to high school football

On the radio in west Texas

Lights still shine bright every Friday night