Sweet boy from Minnesota Child of the lakes and the pines With chestnut hair And a half-mast stare How'd you get so gentle and so kind Tell me the name of every flower Growin' on this Rocky Mountainside Hold my hand as we walk the land Just west of the American Divide You call me honey I'll call you darlin' And we can lie here in your bed And listen to some sweet old country tunes And a little Grateful Dead We'll go out into the nighttime We can dance it all away We'll pretend that it's us until the end Even though it's only for today You help me carry my last suitcase Down the stairs and to my car I sure will miss Your soft midwestern kiss But I'll send you lots of lovin when I'm far Down the road with my guitar