Текст Todd Rundgren – The Range War

Your daddy runs sheep and my uncle runs cattle
Nothin’ can keep us out of this battle they wage
As it burns up the range, ’til no man is left
In the saddle

It’s the only town East of the river I know
And I feel kinda bad, bringin’ our grief
Upon this poor old farmer’s house
But we ain’t got nowhere else to go
Three years on this range since they started the range war
Nothing has changed except maybe change for the worst
If I’d married you first,
There might not have been any range war
You wouldn’t be lost to the range war