God gave me fields of gold
And trees too high to climb
Runnin rivers just like stallions
Let loose through the country side
I wouldn’t trade one sunset here
On this 80 acre plot
For all the skyline, highrise lights
That New York Cities got
A handshake will do just fine
I no dotted line
I drink water from the stream
the hills
the vine
And from the still
to to it
all around
And the comes
the mouth
Blame cowboy blood
thats just how I was raised
I behind your back
I won’t tell you to your face
That’s just the cowboy way
I drink water from the stream
the hills
the vine
And from the still
to to it
all around
the comes
And the mouth
A handshake will do just I no dotted line
run you hide when the truth
Looks you in the eye
I drink water from the stream
the hills
the vine
And from the still
to to it
all around
the comes
And the mouth
to to it
all around
And the comes
the mouth
