Setting Sun

Jim Savarino © 2001

Well, I put my foot	
On the dusty trail	
Bright lights, don't thrill me	
Fancy foods don't fill me	
My friend's the coyote and the quail	

And city life		
Is fine for some	
High-rise and the freeway	
Nine to five 'a work day	
On my appaloosa I will run	
Ride right through to the setting sun	

Chorus:
Let the setting sun		
Kiss the waxing moon		
While crickets sing a traveling tune     
Days roll on
Nights go by		
I spread my bedroll
Pull down some diamonds from the sky!

And I see my life		
Has numbered days	
But I won't be hidin'	
I'll Just keep on ridin'	
Into the twilight's fading rays	
Let the world forget my cowboy ways	

Chorus

	Spread my bedroll
	Dream the cowboy's life... will never die!