Where The Trails Cross The Big Divide

WHERE THE TRAILS CROSS THE BIG DIVIDE -CARY MORIN (BMI)

THE TRAIL IS LONG
AND THEY DON’T CALL ME THE KID ANYMORE
JUST BETWEEN US
I MISS THEM DAYS AND THIS PLACE
WON’T BE A SMALL TOWN FOREVER
AND THE STRETCH BETWEEN ME AND YOU IS A GIANT LEAP
WHERE THE SUN RISES AND WHERE IT GOES TO SLEEP

I MAY NOT BE ON HAND TO SEE GLACIER
TURN GREEN AGAIN
ON THE TOP OF THE PASS
WHERE THE TRAILS CROSS THE BIG DIVIDE

I GOT A JOB TO DO, IT’S A CAPITAL PLAN
YOU CAN SEE IT IF YOU COME AROUND, EVEN IF I’M GONE
YOU KNOW I’LL NEVER EVER LEAVE THIS TOWN

UP ON THE FLAT HEAD WE HAD A TIME
WE’D TALK ABOUT THE OPEN RANGE OUR SOULS ON THE LINE
I SAVVY YOU AND THE BUNCH OF YOUR KIND
IF WE HAD THE TIME TO MAKE THAT RIDE AGAIN
I’D TRADE WHAT LITTLE I HAVE TO MAKE IT HAPPEN

I MAY NOT BE ON HAND TO SEE GLACIER
TURN GREEN AGAIN
ON THE TOP OF THE PASS
WHERE THE TRAILS CROSS THE BIG DIVIDE

I GOT A JOB TO DO, IT’S A CAPITAL PLAN
YOU CAN SEE IT IF YOU COME AROUND, EVEN IF I’M GONE
YOU KNOW I’LL NEVER EVER LEAVE THIS TOWN