CAPO 3 G D Em DOWN A ONE LANE ROAD, THERES A DUSTY FAIRGROUND C G D G WHERE I LEARNED THE BRONC TRADE, I FELL IN LOVE G D Em WITH A BLUE EYED TWISTER AND HER SMOKEY WHISPER C G D G SHE SAID THEY CALL ME THE CIMMARON DOVE WED SPOOL OUR BEDROLLS ON DOWN TOGETHER MY CALLOUSED HANDS COMBS THRU HER HAIR SHED STARE AT A STAR THRU AN OLD MESQUITE TREE SEE THAT MOON SHADOW, THERES A BUCKING HORSE THERE CHORUS G Am7 G SWEET BIRD OF YOUTH, NO EASY KEEPER G Am7 D FLOWN WITH THE SEASONS, ALL TOO SOON C G BENEATH MONTANAS BLUE ROAN SKY, G Am C G NEVADAS STARLIGHT AND A BUCKING HORSE MOON OUR LOVE REELED OUT LIKE A WESTERN MOVIE DOWN HARD WORN HIGHWAYS, THRU THE RODEO TOWNS WRAPPED IN HER WINGS, FOR THE MIDNIGHT FLYING THAT BUCKING HORSE MOON KEPT SHINING DOWN BUCKING HORSE MOON ON THE HOOD OF THE TRUCK SHED SMILE AND SAY THAT MEANS GOOD LUCK BUCKING HORSE SHADOW, THRU THE PURPLE SAGE WELL RIDE FOREVER, OUR LOVE WONT AGE BUT HEART AND BONES ARE MAKE FOR BREAKING THE CIMMARON DOVES FLOWN WITH THE WIND THEN A BRONC IN PRESCOTT, ROLLED ON MY BACK ILL NEVER RIDE ROUGH STOCK AGAIN CHORUS I LOST MY YOUTH ON THE DUSTY FAIRGROUNDS IM AN OLD BRONC FIGHTER, LONG PAST HIGH NOON BUT ON A HAUNTED NIGHT WIND, I CAN HEAR HER WHISPERIN AS I SEARCH THE HEAVENS, FOR THE BUCKING HORSE MOON THE CIMMARON DOVE AND THE BUCKING HORSE MOON CHORUS