Cypress Hills and the Big Country

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You can see the bear paws, the old man on his back Prickly pears, a blue moon in the short and native grass There's a bunch of empty beer cans in an old, loose mineral sack Give you some idea of where you're at [Verse 2] Buck brush and sage far as you can see It's the south slopes of the hills and turns to pines and poplar trees Cattle all grazin' up and down a big coulee Under Charley Russel skies like a blue and purple sea [Chorus] Cypress Hills and the big country below Where life is still and a man can be alone And you can duck underneath all your trials and troublеs for a time Like a pronghorn undernеath a bottom wire [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] Cypress Hills and the big country below Where life is still and a man can be alone You can duck underneath all your trials and troubles for a time Like a pronghorn underneath a bottom wire [Outro] You can sweat and cuss and wonder why They say our west has died When the folks around the Cypress Hills Still drag calves to the fire