I saw Mary's face in that little snow-flake 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 Funny how much better I can see without my pride From the cold Rocky Mountains of Denver I can almost see Houston from here I had some good friend in Denver town But lately they don’t come around I guess good time crowds are all the same But 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 From the cold Rocky Mountains of Denver I can almost see Houston from here