A Night In Wyoming

If you never left this place
You might believe the world
was dust and wind and sky
The days so hard that no one
save your mother doesn't drink
You don't ask why
The jukebox floats in smoke
in the red river bar
When you drive nine miles for a beer
and your eyes turn red
and your head is cloudy
You just can't think
It's late when you check
out the horses and the hogs
and tell them to sleep
so lat the cool air
comes down from Montana
is thick and is deep
You button your shirt
standing in the red dirt
beside the barn
Watching the stars
it's night in Wyoming
and this is where the World starts