There is a young cowboy out on the range
The clouds like his cattle are moving again
Rain's coming down like his face
What he would give for some company
He chews on old jerky while he drinks from the streams
He brushes old memories that have turned into dreams
There's times when he needs it alone
But sometimes it covers like a blanket of snow
Anybody out here alone
Running on your knees
Anybody out here from home
Holler I'll be there
Anybody out here like me
He whistles his doggies unseen but are near
And a handful of collies come running
Unsaddles at sunset concealed by the storm
But roses and lilacs pierce through
The sky shouts so clearly a principle name
The clouds and the moon sending code
Reading the light through the remnants of rain
It's dawning on him like the sun
Anybody out here alone
Running on your knees
Anybody out here from home
Holler I'll be there
Anybody out here like me
There is a young cowboy out on the range
With ten thousand miles to go
Time's just one constant
Like the cleansing through grace
He's printing on a parchment of snow
Anybody out here alone
Running on your knees
Anybody out here from home
Holler I'll be there
Anybody out here like me