Intro: Grand Prairie, Texas, home on the range I come here for salvation but I'm just another stranger On a strip highway Where nobody stops or stays Hell-bent on revival, looking to grow some roots I have mortgaged my survival with these worn out cowboy boots But there's just one horse in forty miles And he's the prize possession of the Dallas zoo And he feels like a stranger, too Old Silver, take me riding through the foothills of my life I went easy in the saddle with a lever-action rifle And a tin canteen Through a field of dreams Way out by the Beltline where the armadillos play With the noble bootjack rabbit in the evening of the day Oh where my brothers have you gone For I return to thank you for the gifts you gave But the field is paved Instrumental: