I was in Paris Waiting for a flight When this guy came up To me and said Have you got a light? When I was born in Arizona And when I was only three My mother took me to her saddle And we rode the wide prairie Oh, wide prairie, wide prairie And we rode the wide prairie My mother took me to her saddle And we rode the wide prairie Well I was living in Aspebueller And when I was only ten My father took me to his saddle And we rode the range again Oh, wide prairie, wide prairie And we rode the wide prairie My father took me to his saddle And we rode the wide prairie And I ain't going back No, I ain't going back Going back no more Well, now we live in Albuquerque And we raise the family tree We spend our days a-feeling perky And we ride the wide prairie Oh, wide prairie, wide prairie And we ride the wide prairie We spend our days A-feeling perky And we ride the wide prairie I was in Paris Waiting for a flight When this guy came up To me and said Have you got a light? And you know what happened