The West Was Burning

C F Was the year the west was burning, I was on a mountain sleeping I woke up a-dreaming C about you F I was walking down a road of dust and bones and ash and following C a burning set of tracks that led to you G F C I still see the fire in your stare G F C I still think I coulda burned up there F Out the window there are fields of wheat in Kansas that C roll out forever under ever underneath the sun F If I could lie there for a moment I could feel your arms around me I C could feel the spinning round the spinning sun G F C Roll on through the wheat and roll on by G F C Touch of green against a deep September turquoise sky (you and I) F C 2X G F C 2X F When all the glory you could somehow shove inside C a bottle doesn't seem to fill the empty cup inside your soul F And all the winding roads you used to follow never seem to get you halfway where you C want to think you need to go G F C Times of trouble, times of grace and ease G F C Mama always said there'd be days like these F C 2X G F C 2X F C And if wishin' was a-walkin and a-thinkin was a-talkin I'd be walkin', and a-talkin' back to you F C And if I could be a river winding down a mountain I would twist and curl and turn and tumble down to you G F C Tell you stories told by mountains and tall trees G F C Tell you maybe this is one of these F C 2X G F C 2X F C Was the year the west was burning, I was on a mountain sleeping I woke up a-dreaming about you