Silent are the lonely hills
No Cowboys ride them now
Gone are those days of old
When men of grit and spirit rode
Dusty trails now lay silent
Herds of longhorns all forgot
The Redmans wigwam no longer stands
Buffalo and Elk all but gone
Wild Horses roam no more
Silent are the lonely hills
No Cowboys ride them now
Steel tracks and Ironhorses came
Steam drowns out the Prairie Chickens song
Coal dust and ash fill the breeze
That open range that called to me
Now sets boxed by wire of barb
When can I find that life so dear
Only when the final sunset comes for me
Then again I will ride the open spaces free
Silent are the lonely hills
No Cowboys ride them now
