In the quiet of the night stone,
the cowboy sold his own
Far, far, far away, the cowboy rides alone
Under the stars and fire,
on the silence of the desert stone,
finding home
In the quiet of the night stone,
the cowboy sold his own
The
echoes of the canyon, chasing dreams remain
Roping thoughts and shadows,
the cowboy finds his way
Under moonlight and shadows,
riding in the rhythm of freedom,
he's seeking home
In the quiet of the night stone,
the cowboy sold his own