The subway's screaming, streets don't sleep,
Concrete jungle, promises cheap.
I traded my boots for a city's steel,
But it ain't my roots, it don't feel real.
Times Square’s glow, it blinds my sight,
Dreams they sell in neon light.
But I miss the sage and desert air,
The peace of Bodie, waiting there.
Take me back to Bodie, where the stars still shine,
Where the ghost town whispers feel like they're mine.
I’m lost in this city, can't find my way,
Need that golden sunset to end my day.
The horns keep honking, the crowd won’t part,
I’m just a cowboy with a heavy heart.
Skyscrapers rise, but they can't compete,
With Bodie’s hills and dusty streets.
These high-rise dreams, they’re not for me,
I crave the silence, the sagebrush sea.
New York’s a stranger, won’t call it home,
Bodie’s my heart, where I’m not alone.
Take me back to Bodie, where the stars still shine,
Where the ghost town whispers feel like they're mine.
I’m lost in this city, can't find my way,
Need that golden sunset to end my day.