When the west was rich with cowboys you found your man
The Ex had taken it badly, had been in love madly, in love with my land
Moving trucks backed to the door and all the neighbors knew the score
A beaming bride and old cowboy on the road again
Said "Jump in the car girl, let's get outta town"
Had no idea we'd come back to what we found
Now we'll never really know (take a guess) who burned down our nest
We'll never put a face to the name who set our hopes ablaze
Comin' up over the ridge, smoke in the air
Oh my God, my dear, the hilltop is burning, our home should be there
Tire tracks fresh in the snow
Gas cans on the front lawn glow
Comin' up over the ridge, smoke in the air
Now we'll never really know (take a guess) who burned down our nest
We'll never put a face to the name who set our hopes ablaze
The snow fell as hard as our dreams and the blaze lit the eastern sky
We held each other close and we knew we'd make it through the night
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