My Wild Frontier

<br>How do I feel, well I feel so alone<br>Like a sad armadillo across this desert I roam<br>I`ve been stripped down, bare, `til I break<br>Still the wheel keeps turning<br>Had me a sweet one, I tell no lie<br>Summer nights in the cornfields when the corn gets so high<br>We traveled clear across Wichita headin` north<br>Leavin` civilization<br>And there were highways to get across<br>And places far from here<br>And I was his lonesome prairie<br>And he was my wild frontier<br>Harvested peaches in a small border town<br>Saved all our wages, put ten percent down<br>I never thought I`d see the world through a child`s eyes<br>Until early December<br>Then on Calgary morning, still as glass<br>While my baby lay sleeping, an angel slipped past<br>And with one breath said I`m taking him back<br>To his father in Heaven<br>Through gravel and ice and new fallen snow<br>I held him through my tears<br>Because I was his lonesome prairie<br>And he was my wild frontier<br>Bridge<br>Get along, get along, get along<br>Get along, get along, get along<br>(oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)<br>Get along, get along, get along<br>Get along, get along, get along<br>(oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)<br>And sometimes at night I swear I can hear him<br>Calling out so clear<br>He says, you were my loneome prairie<br>And I`m still your wild frontier<br>(Repeat Bridge)<br>Babe I miss you