Neil Young - Big Green Country Lyrics
Across the plain flew the lone grey rider, leather bag pounding on his backAbove the clouds the moon was climbing higher, a pack of wolves wanted their money back.With folded arms the chief stood watching, painted braves slid down the hillIn his ears the spirit talking, as they closed in for an easy kill.At the house, the door was wide open, wind blew curtains off the rodShe was waiting and hoping, she was praying to her god.He was luckier than most men, he was barely in his primeAs she stood in the doorway, her long dress flowing, he would make it this time.Over the hill in the big green country, thats the place where the cancer cowboys ridePure as driven snow before it got him, sometimes I feel like hes all right.Sometimes I feel like a piece of paper, sometimes I feel like my own nameSometimes I feel different later, sometimes I feel I feel just the same.