Wide Prairie - Linda McCartney

I was in Paris waiting for a flight

When this guy came up to me and said

«Have you got a light?»

I was born in Arizona

And when I was only three

My mother took me to her saddle

And we rode the wide prairie

Oh, wide prairie, wide prairie

And we rode the wide prairie

My mother took me to her saddle

And we rode the wide prairie

Well I was living in Aspebueller

And when I was only ten

My father took me to his saddle

And we rode the range again

Oh, wide prairie, wide prairie

And we rode the wide prairie

My father took me to his saddle

And we rode the wide prairie

And I ain’t going back

No, I ain’t going back

Going back no more

Well, now we live in Albuquerque

And we raise the family tree

We spend our days a-feeling perky

And we ride the wide prairie

Oh, wide prairie, wide prairie

And we ride the wide prairie

We spend our days

A-feeling perky

And we ride the wide prairie

I was in Paris waiting for a flight

When this guy came up to me and said

«Have you got a light?»

And you know what happened