Artist：lyle lovett
Songs Title：natural forces

I rode across the great high plain

Under the scorching sun and through the driving rain

And then I set my sights on the mountains high

I bid my former life good-bye

So thank you man, I must decline

For it's on my steed I will rely

I'm underneath the open sky
Where I'm subject to the natural forces
Home is where my horse is

Loaded up in Buffalo

Took the 90 southbound to Ohio

On any western Frisco bound

And when I get there I'll turn back around

So thank you man, I must decline

For it's on these eighteen wheels I ride

I'm underneath the Western sky
Where I'm subject to the natural forces
Home is where my horse is

And every year they come to town

And they'll drag them all right in the ground
And Mr. Bradley calls the score

But the cowboy he will try for more

So thank you man, I must decline
For it's on my freer road I'll ride

And I'll spin and run and stop and slide

I'm subject to the natural forces

Home is where my horse is

The Cherokee and the Chickasaw

The Creeks and the Nou and the old Choctaw

They volunteered to move they say

We'll understand come judgement day
So thank you man, I must decline

For it's on this Trail of Tears I ride

And I'm under all the homeless sky

Sometimes at night I hear their voices
Home is where my horse is

Now as I sit here safe at home

With a cold Coors Light and the tv on

All the sacrifice and the death and woe

Lord I pray that I'm worth fighting for

So thank you man, I must decline

For it's on my own BG I ride

'Til earth and hell are satisfied

Where I'm subject to the natural forces

Sometimes at night I hear their voices
Home is where my horse is

Home is where my horse is