From the cold Rocky Mountains of Denver
I can almost see Houston from here
I saw Mary's face
In that little snowflake
That fell at my feet on the ground
And I heard my old friends
In that last bitter wind
That blew back memories of my hometown
I can see the old crowd
Laughing so loud
Lord I miss all my loved ones so dear
From the cold Rocky Mountains of Denver
I can almost see Houston from here
I came here to build a dream
And stayed to watch it die
I was meant to fail I guess
Lord knows how I tried
With this old thumb I'll get a ride
And bid a lonely last goodbye
To the cold Rocky Mountains of Denver
For I can almost see Houston from here
And funny how much better
I can see without my pride
From the cold Rocky Mountains of Denver
I can almost see Houston from here