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(Matraca Berg/Stan Lynch)

I came down from the Cadillac dude ranch, health spa
Nestled on the edge of town
For fourteen days I've been herbal wrapped, mud packed
Now I'm bustin' out
Well, I thought the wild west wasn't for me
You walked up like a bow-legged dream

Sweet Abilena looked out at the midwestern sky
Sweet seventeen with a far away look in her eyes
She said, "I feel like a bird in a cage, but come September I'm flying away."
I said "I'll miss you," then I made her promise to write

Since we were tall as the corn in the spring
We shared every secret, shared every dream
So anxious to grow in the new summer rain

I drink too much for me I guess
Lately here at home
Ain't nothing worse than loneliness
When you are not alone
When I can hear you breathing

I wanna fall again, lose my head
Wanna build a fire that could burn this bed

There's a firefly in love with a distant star
Looking longingly up through the atmosphere
Tiny beacon flies, finds his wings too soon
I watch him make his way, blinded by the moon

I want to believe that the wind would know where to take me
I want to believe that a dream could get me by
But I'm just waiting here for you