Saw a sign on the highway

I was driving along, way home

On a hilltop is where I belong

I took a look at the hole

Where my head used to be

And I'll sing you a song

That descended on me

The way I live

Determines the way

My people survive

Yes the way I live

Determines the way

My people survive

So I went to the country

To look up a friend

'Cause I heard that the house

And the barn had a blend

I took a look at the hole

Where the bird used to be

And I'll sing him a song

Because he sang one for me

The way I live

Determines the way

My people survive

Yes the way I live

Determines the way

My people survive

And the names of the cowboys

Will all blow away

Like the dust off the desert

On a hot windy day

I've tried so hard to tell you

In so many ways

That I'm scared of the heartache and scenes

With the cowboy of dreams