PRAIRIE WIDE AND MOUNTAINS HIGH

I’ve crossed the prairie wide and climbed the mountains high

trying to find the place where the earth meets the sky.

It always stays ahead of me it doesn’t matter what I do

I know if I ever reach it that is where I’ll find you.




Prairie wide and mountains high,
it’s your name I loudly cry,
perhaps to never find you
but for the rest of my life to try.




I’ve looked for you in England, Scotland and Ireland too ---

France, Germany, Switzerland and still I search for you.

I saw you for a short while when we met there on the ranch

but you’ve lived within my heart, here since your first glance.




Prairie wide and mountains high,
it’s your name I loudly cry,
perhaps to never find you
but for the rest of my life to try.




I’ve worked as a truck driver, even as a rodeo clown,

put in time on a fishing boat, while trying to track you down.

I’ll look for you forever----if that’s how long it takes,

I know it’s just a gamble but I’m playing for high stakes.




Prairie wide and mountains high,
it’s your name I loudly cry,
perhaps to never find you
but for the rest of my life to try.



Fading
I’ve crossed the prairie wide and climbed the mountains high

trying to find the place where the earth meets the sky.




©11/30/06

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