Standard (EADGBE)

  Saw a sign on the highway I was driving along

  Way home on a hill top is where I belong

  I took a look at the home where my head used to be

  And I'll sing you a song that descended on me

  The way I live determines the way my people survive

  Yes the way I live determines the way my people survive

  So I went to the country to look up a friend

  Cos I heard that the house and the barn had a blend

  I took a look at the hole where the bird used to be

  And I'll sing him a song because he sang one for me

  The way I live determines the way my people survive

  Yes the way I live determines the way my people survive

  And the names of the cowboys will all blow away

  Like the dust off the desert on a hot windy day

  I've tried so hard to tell you in so many ways

  That I'm scared of the heartache and scenes with the cowboy of dreams

  And the names of the cowboys will all blow away

  Like the dust off the desert on a hot windy day

  I've tried so hard to tell you in so many ways

  That I'm scared of the heartache and scenes with the cowboy of dreams