The Ranch

There is a ranch in the Heart of the Rockies where I belong

Singing songs and telling lies beside the campfire

And I know it's been too long

Sometimes right can feel so wrong

And the snow don't always fall in September

But the stories from the ranch I remember

Starin at the stars now like an alien

Never having seen them for what they are

Fire light is the same here as it was back then

But it's not a song if no one's listening