Brad Proudlove - September Snow Lyrics

Bitter cold, Dry dust and snow at the same time
Water's froze, ridin' home down the same old line
Stayin' whole, takes more than what I got inside
But I still say I'm doin' fine
Out of sight, I don't mind

Movin' slow, stay quick in the low, keep a sharp eye
Prairie rolls, way out ahead in a straight old line
Turning home, spend all evening just wonderin' why
I've got darkness in my eyes

Sunday Next, all dressed up in my cowboy best
But in my chest a heart still burns
Live's a test, put the hours in long just like the rest
And hope to hell the tide will turn

Back's near broke, coffee's cold 'fore the sunrise
September snow, life's on hold while the crop dries
Lone coyote, keepin' close to what he thinks might die
Lookin' square into my eye
Get along, I'm still alive