its that time of year again when i think of this song and think of how much i love spring time and how much i miss the Colorado Rockies.
As i get older i think this part of the song is me
{I'm just an old cowboy from high Colorado
Too old to ride anymore, too blind to see
I sleep in the city now
Away from the mountains
Away from the cabin we always called home}
i miss the mountains and riding a horse.
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I often have wandered in deep contemplation
It seems that the mind runs wild when you're all alone
The way that it could be
The way that it should be
Thing's I'd do differently if I could do them again
I've always loved spring time, the passing of winter
The green of the new leaves and life goin' on
The promise of morning
The long days of summer
Warm nights of loving her beneath the bright stars
I'm just an old cowboy from high Colorado
Too old to ride anymore, too blind to see
I sleep in the city now
Away from the mountains
Away from the cabin we always called home
I dream I left there
On an old Palomino
Whispering Jesse rode right by my side
I long to hold her
To hear her soft breathing
The touch of her cool hands on my fevered brow
Whispering Jesse still rides in the mountains
Still sings in the canyons
Still lives in my heart
Words and music by John Denver