Hank Snow — Way Out There

A lonely spot I know Where no man will go Where the shadows have all the room I was ridin' free on this old SP Humming a southern tune When a man came along Made me hush my song Kicked me off way out there As she pulled out of sight I turned to the right The left and everywhere But all I could see Was a cactus tree And a prairie dog playin' there I watched the prairie dog Feed on the tumbleweed That's his home way out there So I threw down my load In the desert road Rested my weary legs too I watched the sinking sun Make the tall shadows run Out across that barren plain Then I hummed a tune To the risin' moon He gets lonesome way out there So I closed my eyes To the starlit skies And lost myself in dreams I dreamed the desert sand Was a milk and honey land Then I awoke with a start As she was passin' by I caught her on the fly Climbed in an open door Then I turned around To that desert ground Saw the spot I would see no more As I was ridin' away I heard the pale moon say "Farewell, pal it sure gets lonesome here" (way out here)