Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Dust kicks up beneath our heels, the sun hangs low and red,
The mountains cast their shadows, where the brave and wild have tread.
The reins are firm within my grip, the wind calls out my name,
Out here upon this open trail, life’s a wilder game.

[Chorus]
Gallop through the Wild West, where the spirit’s running free,
Feel the thunder of the hooves, like a rolling melody.
The stars will guide our journey, as the coyotes sing their tune,
Riding hard till morning light, beneath the silver moon.

[Verse 2]
The canyon walls are echoing, a hawk cries overhead,
The river’s rushing restless, carving paths the brave have fled.
Through endless plains and desert skies, a world so vast and wide,
The only truth I carry here lives in this horse I ride.

[Chorus]
Gallop through the Wild West, where the spirit’s running free,
Feel the thunder of the hooves, like a rolling melody.
The stars will guide our journey, as the coyotes sing their tune,
Riding hard till morning light, beneath the silver moon.

[Bridge]
Outlaws leave their shadows, the past blows in the breeze,
We chase what can't be captured, in these lands of mysteries.
The campfire’s burning stories, of those who dared roam,
The saddle is my anchor, and these empty trails my home.

[Verse 3]
Lost in time, this boundless world still echoes songs of old,
With tales of dust and glory, of the reckless and the bold.
And as the sun begins to fade, the West will call once more,
To ride into the great unknown, where legends find their lore.