Now your mother she lives by the ocean and your father far from that one
Is it you to blame, or the fate we shame, when it's love that tears us apart
When you traded the breeze for the bustle, did it ever occur to you
That that ranch would blow away like that midsummer day, when we layed in the fields for hours
So come sit my by my side if you love me, do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember that red river valley, and the cowboy that loved you so true