Big Sky Country

I've seen the Blue Ridge Mountains rise tall

I've heard the San Francisco sea lions call

I left my heart in a dirty old bar

In Laramie, Wyoming, I slept in my car

And there were days when I thought; this is it

I couldn't go forward, yet I couldn't quit

I wrote this song with my love behind the wheel

But no matter how I sing it, it won’t tell you how I feel

From the red fields of Texas with their oil below

To the big sky country of Idaho

I traveled the highways where memories roam

Of greatness and dreams

But now I’m going home

I felt the California sand between my toes

I smelt the sweetness of a Portland rose

But there ain't nothing that compares, you know

To the big sky country of Idaho

In the heart of Alabama Walter kept his house

Exactly as it was when his mama was alive

And thirty thousand miles

And four hundred something days

Has left me with an everlasting love for this place