This Ain’t the Same Old Range
(Bob Nolan)
This ain’t the same old range.
Everything seems to change.
Where are the pals I used to ride with?
Gone to a land so strange.
This ain’t the same old range.
Each night I see my old pals where the bright moon climbs,
Roundin’ up the shooting stars that stray sometimes,
Then brand them right and tie them tight so they just can’t fall
To some far place in empty space to ne’er be found at all.
‘Twas just beyond that little knoll Bill Cody fell.
I still can hear him calling to me, “Howdy, Bill.”
And there he stands, a vision to my tired eyes.
And he asks me if I’d like to join the riders in the skies.
This ain’t the same old range.
Everything seems to change.
Where are the pals I used to ride with?
Gone to a land so strange.
This ain’t the same old range.
NB: Bob also wrote a second verse:
The scenes have changed across the range since long ago.
There’s miles of rails and crossroad trails that I don’t know.
But now my days are numbered here and I don’t care.
My old gang’s waiting just beyond the rolling clouds up there.
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