I made a promise to not let go
Our tug of war has only made me want you more

Steeped in hard luck and doomed to roam
My love is braver than you know

My forefathers they worked this land

And I was schooled in the tyranny of nature's plans

Dressed in thunder a cloud came round
In the shape of a lion a hand came down

Damn this valley Damn this cold

Take so long to let me know
It's plant and reap and plow and sow

But tell me will it grow

Dig my ditches in the golden sun

I'd be robbing these trains if I could catch me one

Sunday Monday now Tuesday's gone

Got me stone cold sober n a drought so long

Boarded mansions and ghost filled yards

There's a boy in a water tower counting cars

Steel traps open and empty stalls

There's a well-worn saddle but the horse is gone

Jet black starlit midnight rolls

I am down in the garden where I let go

Here on the surface the earth looks round

But it's a godless city of cold flat ground