Too Many Trees

I grew up where the prairie sagebrush grows up To three feet high. By the time I stand I can see over Them where the mountains touch the sky. I took off at eighteen to see what the World was all about. Met a blue-eyed Carolina girl that had my future All planned out. But you ain't ever gonna leave these hills. And I wanna die where the coyote cry and The gray wolf kills. From where I'm standing I can't see forever with You and me. There's too many towns and not enough cows. And way too many trees. I love your folks like they're my own and I'm crazy about you. But there's too much cowboy in my bones to Be dug up by my roots. We could build ourselves a house here but it Won't ever be my home. So let's call a spade a spade and just Stay where we belong. 'Cause you ain't ever gonna leave these hills. And I wanna die where the coyote cry and The gray wolf kills. From where I'm standing I can't see forever with You and me. There's too many towns and not enough cows. And way too many trees. So let me go 'fore it's too late. Baby, spare me the heartbreak, You ain't ever gonna leave these hills. And I wanna die where the coyote cry and The gray wolf kills. From where I'm standing I can't see forever with You and me. There's too many towns and not enough cows. Too much noise and not enough sounds. And way too many trees.