Windmills & Wheatfields

When I was young
On a hill I would lie
And watch a red-tail hawk
Make lazy circles in the sky
I would look upon
The valley down below
And pretend Comanche braves
Were chasing buffalo

Windmills and wheatfields
Across the Texas Plains
Stretching out as far as you can see
Windmills and wheatfields
Though everything has changed
They're still living in my memory

We would saddle up our ponies
To the canyon we would ride
Searching for bad outlaws
And the places they would hide
With our Red Ryder rifles we chased
Sam Bass and Jesse James
Thought we had them cornered
But they always got away

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Now I'm working in an office building
Thirty stories high
Corporate meetings and the bottom line
When it gets to be too much
I simply close my eyes
And travel back to another time

When my time has come
And I reach my final rest
There is a place that you can take me to
And plant me way out west
There I'll look down
For all eternity
When I look out I know what I will see

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