(rysty young)
Roll along, roll on
Rose of cimarron
Dusty days are gone
Rose of cimarron
Shadows touch the sand and look to see who's standin'
Waitin' at your window, watchin' will they ever show?
Can you hear them calling? you know they have fallen on
Campfires cold and dark that never see a spark burn bright
Roll along, roll on
Rose of cimarron
Dusty days are gone
Rose of cimarron
Trails that brought them home echo names the've known
Four days high and lonely comin' to you only
You're the one they'd turn to, the only one they knew who'd do
All her best to be around when the chips were down
Hearts like yours belong
Following the dawn
Wrapped up in a song
Rose of cimarron