Paniolo Country

Places I have been
Cities I have seen
With concrete caverns rising from the ground
Miles and miles of asphalt trail
Stretch across a land
Stampeding metal ponies leaving smoke along the way…
I’m going back to paniolo county
Stars at night
No city lights
Paniolo country, my home on the range
I made up my mind, won’t waste any time
I’m going back to where the clouds ride high
Take my word it’s pretty, not like the great big city
The winds still bring cool clear mountian air
I’m going back to paniolo country
Rain drops fall, the grass grows tall
Paniolo county, my home on the range