Neil Young - Big Green Country Lyrics

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Across the plain flew the lone grey rider, leather bag pounding on his back
Above the clouds the moon was climbing higher, a pack of wolves wanted their money back.

With folded arms the chief stood watching, painted braves slid down the hill
In his ears the spirit talking, as they closed in for an easy kill.

At the house, the door was wide open, wind blew curtains off the rod
She was waiting and hoping, she was praying to her god.

He was luckier than most men, he was barely in his prime
As she stood in the doorway, her long dress flowing, he would make it this time.

Over the hill in the big green country, that's the place where the cancer cowboys ride
Pure as driven snow before it got him, sometimes I feel like he's all right.

Sometimes I feel like a piece of paper, sometimes i feel like my own name
Sometimes I feel different later, sometimes I feel I feel just the same.

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