Natural Forces

I rode across the great high plains
Under the scorchin’ sun and through the drivin’ rain
And when I set my sights on the mountains high
I bid my former life goodbye

So thank you, ma’am, I must decline
For it’s on my steed I will rely
Out underneath the open sky
Where I’m subject to the natural forces
My home is where my horse is

“Natural Forces”
Lyle Lovett