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Verse 1

  I grew up in Wyoming

  In and around Jackson's hole

  In the shadows of the Tetons

Where summers are hot

  And winters unbearably cold

  But the Spring and the Fall

  Are always as good as it gets

  For over 70 years now

  I'd watch the sun rise and set

Verse 2

  I've been a cowboy

  Working the round-ups in spring

  I've lived in the mountains

Hunted the grizzly

  Trapping the rivers and streams

  Always the loner

  I've treasured my freedom the most

  And though i never married

  As a young man i might have come close

Verse 3

  From somewhere back east

She came to the valley

  With a man who did her no good

  He was fast with the ladies

A tin horn gambler

  And a cheat whenever he could

  She had no friends or family

  Most of the time he was gone

  He died in a card game

  And she found herself all alone

Verse 4

  Alone and afraid and left unprotected

  'Cause he was all that she had

  Maybe i should have

But i never told her

  So she never knew he was bad

  But i'll always remember

  Standing and watching her cry

  There was no one to help her

  But i was determined to try

Verse 5

  I mended her fences and

Fixed up her cabin

  I had everything looking good

  I laid by her food

And wood for the winter

  Helping wherever i could

  The more i was around her

  The more i wanted to be

  There was something about her

  That brought out a good side of me

Verse 6

  I went into town,i brought a new outfit

  I got me a haircut and shave

  I'd trek through the snow

For no good reason

  Just to go by her cabin each day

  I don't know about love

  But i was quite taken in by it all

  Till her brother came in the Spring

  And he took her back to St. Paul

Verse 7

  I don't go down to Jackson

  Ain't nothing there but motels and bars

  Too damn many tourists

No place to hide

  They'll find you wherever you are

  They like to call me old timer

  I am getting older i guess

  But i don't like the changes

  'Cause i've seen it all at its best

Verse 8

  When my life is over

  I don't want to be left in town

  But up in the mountains

There is a place

  I've marked off my own piece of ground

  High in the Tetons

  Above and away from it all

  From the top of old Grand

I bet on a clear day - you can see

  All the way to St. Paul