There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

The old man used to dream of the fortunes he'd seek 

Now he lives in a room where you pay by the week 

His hands are all battered and his pony's gone lame 

His bones always ache when the sky looks like rain 

He dreams of the old days when bronc bustin' paid 

The wide open spaces the buffalo glaized 

Deep in his memory wild horses run on 

But he knows the good times have all come and gone 

There's nobody home on the range anymore 

They closed down the bunk house and padlocked the door 

Now there' s oil wells and motels and folks by the score 

But there's nobody home on the range anymore 

Now the eagle stopped flying, the night wind is still 

And the last coyotes howling on some lonely hill 

The old man is longing to lay it all down 

In his final box the far side of town 

Because he knows his last mountain is two flights of stairs 

And his saddle turned into an old rocking chair 

He wakes up in mornin' and wanders what for 

'Cause there' s nobody home on the range anymore 

There's nobody home on the range anymore 

They closed down the bunk house and padlocked the door 

Now there' s oil wells and motels and folks by the score 

But there's nobody home on the range anymore