Shipmates in Cheyenne
And raindrops and crying
The dreams of an old, old man
Candles and church bells
And laughter and farewells
Revolve in his thoughts like a wind
And I'll hold me one
Before the daylight is done
I'll hold it today
Stallions and blizzards
And steelies and lizards
Adrift in the meadow of his time
No sense of progression
Of age or direction
No meter, no form and no rhyme
And I'll hold me one
Before the daylight is done
I'll hold it today
Kingdoms and cupboards
And losers and lovers
And evenings of blackberry wine
Falling like sand
Just the memory of her hands
And the kisses, the whispers and sighs
And I'll hold me one
Before the daylight is done
I'll hold it today
You know, I'll hold me one
One more rising sun