The American - Martin Sexton

I will always love you

Uncertainty I love you

Spacious skies I love you

I’ll find new ways to love you

All these miles of ghostly west

The Hopis lost to Spain

Now belong to me

I’m the American

I could be a cowboy

Or just a hired hand

Twisters come in April

And rearrange the land

Pick me up and throw me west

A thousand miles from home

Dreaming up my fix

I’m the American

Abilene, old New Mexico

High and dry

Flagstaff Arizone

Cool water

Sipping silver stream

This is my

American dream

I know a squaw in Winslow

Who swears by candlelight

She said she’d leave the back door

Open tonight

Three weeks pay will keep me off

The wrong side of the law

Dreaming up my fix

Getting somewhere quick

I’m the American

And I’ll always love you