Chris Ledoux - Pilgrim's Progress lyrics

There's ghost ridin' prairies whistlin' through the air There's dreams on main street broken dead and bare And a river and a mountain grow older with the sky Lookin' for some friends like those from days gone by [CHORUS:] While the cowboys and the Indians roll across the range The poor Buffalo die for silver change While the renegades and the wranglers Drank up half town damn if some pilgrims Didn't tear the Wild West down Circlin' like a vulturea all they'd pick the land to bits Tearin' out its heart forcin' it to quit Like an old ancient rustler the west just died away Strangled by progress that greedy beast a prey [CHORUS] While the renegades and the wranglers Drank up half the town damn if some pilgrims Didn't tear the Wild West down