same ol' lonely cow, every new horizon began a brand new day, 1300 miles to go as they slowly make they're way, 'cross the plains of texas, through the colorado snow, final destonation...Blackfoot adahoe. when cowboys didn't dance, didn't where desinger shirts, and they're hearts were filled with memory and they're bodys spilled with hurt an' they would, sit around the campfire an' exchange ...