(Curly Putman)

I guess we've walked a million miles
Together hand in hand
We'd climb steep Rocky Mountains
A happy woman, a happy man.

We'd thought our love would go on
Forever side by side
But here we stand like strangers
At the great divide.

We've loved our way to the top of life
The rest was all down hill
The rough times seem behind us
And our dreams were all fulfilled.

But we found out sometimes love grows old
And I think our love just died
But here we stand like strangers
At the great divide.

Now you'll take a high road
I will take the low
But who'll take the baby
'Cause we both love her so?

Divorce is not the answer now
But we've got too much pride
So here we stand like strangers
At the great divide.

So here we stand like strangers
At the great divide...