Chris Ledoux - Misfortunes' Own Son lyrics

The Wild horse he wonders up high on the mountain He grazes on short gra** where Bitter winds blow He's headed to nowhere with no time to spare Storm clouds are building and lookin' like snow With tight reins and curb chains can't handle or hold him He don't fit in fences he's way to high strung His freedom don't feed him and nobody needs him He's just an old wild horse, misfortunes own son The old cowboy looks at his ropes and his riggin' Their all he has left that's worth caryin' about Well him and that leather went through hell together It seems like their both getting close to worn out Well there ain't too much call now for his kind of cowboy There aren't enough wild horses out there to run Besides he too old but that's all he knows He's just an old cowboy, misfortunes own son [CHORUS:] Wild horses and old cowboys two of a kind Yesterday's heroes the time left behind Wide open spaces are fast closing in Misfortunes own sons you wont see them again The Wild horse is Weary, there's snow on the mountain No peace in the valley, full of highways and towns The old man just spent his last day in the saddle There's no reason to ride now the old days are gone But you can't hardly blame them for trying to hold onto Their own way of life now it's over and done Just lonesome reminders left over survivors The old cowboy and the wild horse misfortunes own son [CHORUS]