There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore Lyrics - Moe Bandy

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

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

His hands're all bothered and his pony's gone lame 

And his bones always ache when the sky looks like rain 

Well he dreams of the old days with bronc bustin' tails 

And the wide open spaces where buffalo plays 

Deep in his mem'ry wild horses ride on 

But he knows the good times have all come and gone 

There's nobody home on the range anymore 

They closed down the bunkhouse and had locked the door 

Now there's oilwells and motels and folks by the score 

But there's nobody home on the range anymore 

[ ac.guitar ] 

Now the eagle stop flyin' the night wind is still 

And the last cayou's hawlin' on some lonely hill 

The old man is longin' to lay all down 

In his final box canyon the poor side of town 

Cause he knows his last mantel is two flights two stairs 

And his saddle's turned into an old rocking chair 

Mornings he wakes up and wonders what for 

Cause there's nobody home on the range anymore