Where The Trails Cross The Big Divide

WHERE THE TRAILS CROSS THE BIG DIVIDE -CARY MORIN (BMI)

THE TRAIL IS LONG

AND THEY DON’T CALL ME THE KID ANYMORE

JUST BETWEEN US

I MISS THEM DAYS AND THIS PLACE

WON’T BE A SMALL TOWN FOREVER

AND THE STRETCH BETWEEN ME AND YOU IS A GIANT LEAP

WHERE THE SUN RISES AND WHERE IT GOES TO SLEEP

I MAY NOT BE ON HAND TO SEE GLACIER

TURN GREEN AGAIN

ON THE TOP OF THE PASS

WHERE THE TRAILS CROSS THE BIG DIVIDE

I GOT A JOB TO DO, IT’S A CAPITAL PLAN

YOU CAN SEE IT IF YOU COME AROUND, EVEN IF I’M GONE

AND YOU KNOW I’LL NEVER LEAVE THIS TOWN

 

UP ON THE FLATHEAD WE HAD A TIME

WE’D TALK ABOUT THE OPEN RANGE OUR SOULS ON THE LINE

I SAVVY YOU AND THE BUNCH OF YOUR KIND

IF WE HAD THE TIME TO MAKE THAT RIDE AGAIN

I’D TRADE WHAT LITTLE I HAVE TO MAKE IT HAPPEN

I MAY NOT BE ON HAND TO SEE GLACIER

TURN GREEN AGAIN

ON THE TOP OF THE PASS

WHERE THE TRAILS CROSS THE BIG DIVIDE

I GOT A JOB TO DO, IT’S A CAPITAL PLAN

YOU CAN SEE IT IF YOU COME AROUND, EVEN IF I’M GONE

AND YOU KNOW I’LL NEVER LEAVE THIS TOWN