WyomingFamousCabinProbabilmente una delle più famose canzoni dedicate al cielo della prateria e, più in generale, alla bellezza della vita in uno dei posti più affascinante del mondo: l’ovest degli Stati Uniti.

My Nashville friends think I’m strange to make my home out on the range/Think it’s nothin’ but a God-forsaken land/Why don’t you bring your guitar and family, move on down to Tennesse/Well, I just smile because they don’t understand/
But if they ever saw a sunrise on a mountain mornin’/Watched those cotton candy clouds roll by/They’d know why I live beneath these Western Skies
I got peace of mind and elbow room I love the smell of sage in bloom/Catch a rainbow on my fishin’ line
We got county fairs and rodeos, ain’t a better place for my kids to grow/Just turn ’em loose in the western summer time
And if you ever held your woman on a summer’s evening/While the prairie moon was blazin’ in her eyes/You’d know why I live beneath these Western Skies
You ain’t lived until you’ve watched those Northern Lights/Sat around the campfire and hear the coyotes call at night/Makes you feel alright
So guess I’ll stay right where I’m at, wear my boots and my cowboy hat/But I’ll come and see ya once in a while
I’ll bring my guitar and sing my songs, sorry if I don’t stay too long/I love Tennessee but ya know it just not my style
I gotta be where I can see those Rocky Mountains/Ride my horse and watch an eagle fly/I gotta live my life and write my songs beneath these Western Skies
When I die you can bury me beneath these Western Skies, Yippee-ay!