Natural Forces

I rode across the great high plain

Under the scorchin' sun and thru the drivin' rain

An' when I set my sights on the mountains high

I bid my former life goodbye.

An' so thank you ma'am, I must decline

For it's on my steed I will rely

An' I've learned to need the open sky

I'm subject to the natural forces

Home is where my horse is.

We loaded up in Buffalo

Took 90 South down to Ohio

On 80 West I'm Frisco-bound

An' when I get there I'll turn back around

An' so thank you ma'am, I must decline

For it's on these eighteen wheels I ride

An' I'm underneath the western sky

I'm subject to the natural forces

Home is where my horse is.

And ev'ry year they come to town

An' then drag em on right in the round

And Mr Bradley calls the score

And the cowboy there who tried for more

So thank you ma'am, I must decline

For it's on my three-year-old I ride

An' I've spin an' run an' stopped an' slide I'm subject to the natural forces

Home is where my horse is.

The Cherokee an' the Chickasaw

Creek Seminole an' the old Choctaw

"We volunteered to move!" they say

"And we'll understand, come Judgement Day".

An' so thank you ma'am, I must decline

For it's on this trail of tears I ride

An' I'm under Oklahoma skies

Sometimes at night I hear their voices

Home is where my horse is.

Now as I sit here safe at home

With a cold Coors Lite an' the TV on

All the sacrifice and the death and woe

Lord I pray that I'm worth fighting for

An' so thank you ma'am, I must decline

For it's on my RPG I ride

Till Earth an' hell are satisfied

I'm subject to the natural forces

Sometimes at night I hear their voices

Home is where my horse is.

Home is where my horse is.