Cowboys, convicts, and the wild

With no sense in their pockets

Called to testify at their own trial

They bow down to their profits

Beguiled, disillusioned, and naive

Easy pickings for opportunists and thieves. And thieves

Run away from what you don't understand

You feel alright, you feel alright

Alpine mind, just my type, lofty unafraid, stupidly brave, stupidly brave

Dovetail the story in your mind

And we all say it suits us just fine

Picking up crumbs with fingers too numb from the cold outside of what you've become

You win some, you lose some, easy go, easy come

And with so much free time on your hands

You feel alright, you feel alright

Alpine mind, just my type, lofty unafraid, stupidly brave, stupidly brave

You feel alright, you feel alright

Alpine mind, just my type, lofty unafraid, stupidly brave, stupidly brave, stupidly brave