Shipmates In Cheyenne

Shipmates in Cheyenne and raindrops and cryin'
The dreams of an old, old man
Candles and church bells and laughter and farewells
Revolve in his thoughts like a wind
And I’ll hold me one before the daylight is done
I’ll hold it today
Stallions and blizzards and steelies and lizards
Adrift in the meadow of his time
No sense of progression, of age or direction
No meter, no form and no rhyme
And I’ll hold me one before the daylight is done
I’ll hold it today
Kingdoms and cupboards and losers and lovers
And evenin’s of blackberry wine
Fallin' like sand, just the memory of her hands
And the kisses, the whispers and sighs
And I’ll hold me one before the daylight is done
I’ll hold it today
You know I’ll hold me one
One more risin' sun