There is a young cowboy, he lives on the range,
His horse and his cattle are his only companions.
He works in the saddle and sleeps in the canyons,
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change.
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire,
Thinking about women and glasses of beer,
And closing his eyes as the doggies retire.
He sings out a song which is soft but it's clear,
As if maybe someone could hear.
He says
Goodnight you moonlight ladies,
Rockabye sweet baby James.
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose,
Won't you let me go down in my dreams,
And rockabye sweet baby James.
The first of December was covered with snow
So was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
The Berkshires seemed dream-like on account of that frosting
With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go.
There's a song that they sing when they take to the highway,
A song that they sing when they take to the sea,
A song that they sing of their home in the sky,
Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep,
But singing works just fine for me.
Goodnight you moonlight ladies,
Rockabye sweet baby James.
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose,
Won't you let me go down in my dreams,
And rockabye sweet baby James.
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- Miscellaneous
- Greatest Hits
- Highway 101, Vol. 2
- Highway 101: Greatest Hits 1987 - 1990
- Bing Bang Boom
- Country Classics
- All the Best: A Very Special Country Music Collection
- Paint the Town
- Great Divorce Songs for Her
- Rhino Hi-Five: Highway 101
- Top 500 Country Music Songs
- Hot Top Country 1989-1993
- Various Artists/ Great Divorce Songs For Her
- Only Country 1985-1989
- Entertainment Weekly Presents New Country
- Superstars of Country: Southern Nights
- Country Love
- Highway 101
- Rhino Hi-Five: Classic Country Hits, Vol.1
- Billboard #1s: Classic Country