In the amber glow of the twilight hour,
I wander through grassy pastures, feeling the power,
Of whispered winds that dance through the trees,
Carrying tales of the frontiers that tease.
With dusty strings, I strum my song,
Echoing memories where I once belonged,
Heartfelt ballads rise like smoke from a fire,
Igniting the dreams of a wandering desire.
The night sky stretches, a canvas so wide,
Where starlit harmony wraps me inside,
I chase the shadows where lost voices roam,
In this open country, I find my way home.
Each step I take on this winding road,
Unfolds the stories of legends untold,
With every heartbeat, I feel them near,
Those frontier dreams whispering in my ear.
The moon hangs low, casting silver light,
As I sing my truth to the stars in the night,
For out here I'm free, and my spirit knows,
In the embrace of the wild, my passion still grows.
So I’ll keep on roaming ‘til the dawn breaks through,
With a cowboy’s heart and a soul that’s true,
Each note a reminder of where I belong,
In the arms of the country, I’ll forever sing on.
With dreams in my pocket and love on my mind,
I’ll find my peace where the stars are aligned,
And as the sun sets, I’ll carry this vow,
To follow the heart of a roaming spirit now.
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