On a lonesome highway, the shadows grow long,
Where the fading sunset paints the world in gold,
I ride with the memories, like a dusty old song,
With a whispered fiddle tune, echoing bold.
The broken saddle creaks as I shift my weight,
Each bump in the road tells a story untold,
I’m just a wandering cowboy, lost in my fate,
Chasing the sunset, letting the night unfold.
The midnight fire crackles, sparks dance in the air,
While the distant stars wink, like they know my name,
I find solace in silence, no reason to care,
In the heart of the night, I’m free from the shame.
Oh, the moon casts a glow on this restless soul,
As I wander these trails, seeking truth in the dark,
Every mile tells a tale, every shadow a role,
Guided by a compass that only I mark.
So I’ll ride through the twilight until the dawn breaks,
With the whispers of the heavens wrapped around my heart,
These highways are endless, but my spirit won’t shake,
For this cowboy’s journey is just the start.
On a lonesome highway, where dreams never die,
I’ll find my redemption in the quiet night air,
With each fading sunset, I learn how to fly,
Embracing the stars, letting go of despair.
And though the road is long, I know I’ll be fine,
With the whispered fiddle softening my stride,
For every broken saddle leads to a new line,
And in the midnight fire, I’ll always abide.
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