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Saw a sign on the highway I was driving along

Way home on a hill top is where I belong

I took a look at the home where my head used to be

And I'll sing you a song that descended on me

The way I live determines the way my people survive

Yes the way I live determines the way my people survive

So I went to the country to look up a friend

Cos I heard that the house and the barn had a blend

I took a look at the hole where the bird used to be

And I'll sing him a song because he sang one for me

The way I live determines the way my people survive

Yes the way I live determines the way my people survive

And the names of the cowboys will all blow away

Like the dust off the desert on a hot windy day

I've tried so hard to tell you in so many ways

That I'm scared of the heartache and scenes with the cowboy of dreams

And the names of the cowboys will all blow away

Like the dust off the desert on a hot windy day

I've tried so hard to tell you in so many ways

That I'm scared of the heartache and scenes with the cowboy of dreams