The Nashville friends, they think I'm strange To make my home out on the range They think it's nothin' but a God forsaken land Why don't you bring your guitar and family, move on down to Tennessee Well, I just smile 'cause they don't understand But if they ever saw a sunrise on a mountain mornin' And watched those cotton candy clouds go by Then they'd know why I live beneath these western skies I got peace of mind and elbow room, I love the smell of the sage in bloom I catch a rainbow on my fishin' line We got county fairs and rodeos ain't a better place for my kids to grow Just turn 'em loose in the western summer time And if you, ever held your woman on a summer's evening While the prairie moon was blazin' in her eyes Then you'd know why I live beneath these western skies You ain't lived until you've watched those northern lights Set around the campfire and hear the coyotes call at night Makes you feel alright So I guess I'll stay right where I'm at, wear my boots and my cowboy hat But I'll come and see you once in a while I'll bring my guitar and sing my songs, sorry if I don't stay too long I love Tennessee but you know, it just ain't my style I gotta be where I can see those rocky mountains Ride my horse and watch an eagle fly I gotta live my life and write my songs beneath these western skies And when I die you can bury me beneath these western skies, yippee aye