Chris Ledoux - There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore lyrics

The old man used to dream of the fortune he'd seek Now he lives in the room where you pay by the week His hands're all bothered and his pony's gone lame And his bones always ache when the sky looks like rain He dreams of the old days with bronco bustin' tails And the wide open spaces where buffalo plays Deep in his mem'ry wild horses ride on But he knows the good times have all come and gone There's nobody home on the range anymore They closed down the bunkhouse and had locked the door Now there's oilwells and motels and folks by the score But there's nobody home on the range anymore Now the eagle stop flyin' the night wind is still And the last cayou's callin' on some lonely hill The old man is longin' to lay all down in his final box canyon the poor side of town Cause he knows his last meltin' is two flights two stairs And his saddle's turned into an old rocking chair He wakes up in morning and wonders what for Cause there's nobody home on the range anymore There's nobody home...