niobrara

come ride with me cowboys

i'll tell you a story

out where the whoopin' cranes fly

i'll show you the white bones

of giants in sandstone

out where the wind never dies

come sit by the campfire

i'll sing you a sad song

of rivers that never return

play soft on the mouth-harp

strum slow on the guitar

and leave all the mem'ries to burn

roll on

niobrara

roll on

niobrara

roll on

i'll show you the bright shiny

ribbon of silver

that flows through the sandhills at dawn

i'll find you the places

where clear water races

before all the traces are gone

roll on

niobrara

roll on

niobrara

roll on

so pack up the bedroll

and cinch up the saddle

and head for the red mornin' sky

we'll sing one more song for

the wild niobrara

out where the wind never dies

roll on

niobrara

roll on

niobrara

goodbye