I hear you call my name out loud
To my pasture the Cumulus cloud
Do not cry for me my friend
I did not die, it`s not the end.
My reflections` in the crystal spring
I`m with the song the meadowlark sing
I`ll guide you through the rugged ride
Turn a round, I`m at your side.
Look for me on Antelope trail.
Feel me in the Rockies hail.
Breathe me deep the rain on sage.
I`m always there, I do not age.
Hear my nicker to guide you home.
Follow my hooves in the granite stone.
My shelter is the forest tree.
The gate is open, I`m set free.
Ride me bareback though the flow
Of winter wheat in the snow,
Or marble canyon with full moon.
Think of me, I`m endless June.
I`m saddled for you everyday,
To dance Outlaw, I know the way.
Above the glow of Bryce we`ll fly.
Remember me, I did not die.
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