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Winter Winds (Remastered 2017) - Lee Kernaghan/Shorty Ranger
The ranges are covered with a purple gown
As I ride through the hills today
The breeze is chilly as the sun goes down
And we know that winter's on its way
When the days grow shorter and the night grows long
I'll dream beside my campfire then
Leisurely strummin' on my old guitar
When the winter winds are blowin' again
When the winter winds are blowin' from the west
And the pale moon rises over mountain crest
I'll cover my pony with a rug of fur
Roll up in my blankets then
For summer is over and the nights grow long
And the winter winds are blowin' again
The silence is broken by a dingoes call
Way up in the mountain's high
The cattle are bedded by the waterfall
To the rangeland I'll never say goodbye
When the days grow shorter and the night grows long
I'll dream beside my campfire then
Leisurely strummin' on my old guitar
When the winter winds are blowin' again
When the winter winds are blowin' from the west
And the pale moon rises over mountain crest
I'll cover my pony with a rug of fur
Roll up in my blankets then
For summer is over and the night grows long
And the winter winds are blowin' again
