Michael Sky Western Dream
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Friday, December 16, 2005 8:25:36 PM
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Wednesday, February 21, 2007 11:10:45 AM
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Sweet mandolin and guitar. #1 in folk at artistlaunch.com.

Words and music by Michael Sky

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Far from any highway,
there's a place where mountains kiss the sky.
Beauty that surrounds you there,
the colors of the earth fill up your eyes.

Blues and greens of a western dream,
of a love he had and lost so long ago,
He goes riding out alone
into the great unknown,
and he wonders will he ever make it home.

The wind blows and the rain it falls,
at times you hear a lone coyote call.
Once he thought she called his name,
it was just that ole coyote playin' games.

Blues and greens of a western dream,
of a love he had and lost so long ago,
He goes riding out alone
into the great unknown,
and he wonders will he ever make it home.

Why do we keep holding on,
to something that is oh so far long gone,
gone somewhere, into the great unknown.

He'll keep riding out
into the great unknown,
and he wonders if his heart,
will ever find it's way back home.

Far from any highway
there's a place where mountains kiss the sky,
beauty that surrounds you there,
the colors of the earth fill up your eyes.

Blues and greens of a western dream,
of a love he had and lost so long ago,
He goes riding out alone into the great unknown,
and he wonders will he ever make it home.

Is he ever gonna make it home again,
will he ever make it home again,
home sweet home.
home sweet home again
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