High Sierra by Guitarhacker

When the sun comes up tomorrow I'll be leaving
another crowd 200 miles away
this old rodeo, it's in my blood and in my veins
One day it might even be the death of me.

Cowboys aren't the kind that like to settle down
we always have some other place to be
Sunrise on a mountain top , or a starry sky at night
It really doesn't matter as long as we 're living free

High Sierra,
Where a man can know what it feels like to be free
High Sierra,
Where the evening breeze is blowing through the trees

solo

I've been way too long living in a city
I need to see the tumble weeds again
A campfire in the night, man that's such a sight
I gotta be where the wind is blowing free

High Sierra,
Where a man can know what it feels like to be free
High Sierra,
Where the evening breeze is blowing through the trees