"Natural Forces" lyrics

I rode across the great high plaines
Under the scorching sun and through the driving 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
I'm subject to the natural forces
Home is where my horse is

We loaded up in Buffalo
Took 90 South down to Ohio
On 80 West I'm Frisco-bound
And when I get there I'll turn back around

So thank you ma'am, I must decline
For it's on these eighteen wheels I ride
Out underneath the western sky
I'm subject to the natural forces
Home is where my horse is

And every year they come to town
And they'll drag 'em all right in the ground
And when Mr. Bradley calls "The score"
Every cowboy there, he'll try for more

So thank you ma'am, I must decline
For it's on my three-year-old I ride
And I'll spin and run and stop and slide
I'm subject to the natural forces
Home is where my horse is

The Cherokee and the Chickasaw
The Creek, Seminole, and the old Choctaw
They volunteered to move they say
And we'll understand, come Judgement Day

So thank you ma'am, I must decline
For it's on this trail of tears I ride
Out under Oklahoma skies
Sometimes at night I hear their voices
Home is where my horse is

Now as I sit here safe at home
With a cold Coors Light and the TV on
All the sacrifice and the death and war
Lord I pray that I'm worth fighting for

So thank you ma'am, I must decline
For it's on my RPG I ride
'Til Earth and Hell are satisfied
I'm subject to the natural forces
And sometimes at night I hear their voices
Home is where my horse is
Home is where my horse is