Lyle Lovett: 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
Out underneath 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
Out underneath the western sky
I'm subject to the natural forces
Home is where my horse is.

Now every year they come to town
And they'll drag'em all right in the ground
And when Mr Bradley calls the score
Every cowboy there will try for more

An' so thank you ma'am, I just decline
It's on my 3yr old I ride
And I'll spin and run, and stop and slide
I'm subject to the natural forces.
Home is where my horse is.

The Cherokee an' the Chickasaw
The Creek Seminole an' the old Choctaw
"They 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
Out 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
Well 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.

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