Текст песни There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore

The old man used to dream of the fortunes he'd seek

Now he lives in a room where you pay by the week

His hands are all battered and his pony's gone lame

His bones always ache when the sky looks like rain

He dreams of the old days when bronc bustin' paid

The wide open spaces the buffalo glaized

Deep in his memory wild horses run on

But he knows the good times have all come and gone

There's nobody home on the range anymore

They closed down the bunk house and padlocked the door

Now there' s oil wells and motels and folks by the score

But there's nobody home on the range anymore
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Now the eagle stopped flying, the night wind is still

And the last coyotes howling on some lonely hill

The old man is longing to lay it all down

In his final box the far side of town

Because he knows his last mountain is two flights of stairs

And his saddle turned into an old rocking chair

He wakes up in mornin' and wanders what for

'Cause there' s nobody home on the range anymore

There's nobody home on the range anymore

They closed down the bunk house and padlocked the door

Now there' s oil wells and motels and folks by the score

But there's nobody home on the range anymore