Story Behind The Song

As summer settles down on the city, a suit-wearing man trapped in a skyscraper daydreams about making a change.

Song Description

An uptempo song about escaping the urban, yuppie trap.

Lyrics

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The day is hot, the sun is high.
It?s hangin? there in a cloudless sky.
It looks like summer?s on the way.
But I wouldn?t know its sound and smell.
I?m stuck here in this urban hell.
And I feel like my soul is turning gray.

This city life, man it?s about to kill me.
I think it?s time for a change of course.
To find a way to carry on my business from the back of a horse.

Telephones and business cards.
Always seem to be workin? hard on nothin?.
At least that?s how I feel.
Maybe I?m just lazy at heart
and bein? lazy is a dying art
in this jungle made of glass and steel.

So I?m gonna be an outlaw one day.
Head out of town and pick myself a highway.
And ride the country side like Jesse James and Bonnie and Clyde.
Desperate to make my getaway.

Live by the quickness of my draw.
Try to stay ahead of the law.
Just a horse and a bag of gold.
Never worry about gettin? old.
And maybe have some fun along the way.

To live free and never see walls.
Ride ?til I?m tired and sleep where I fall
and wake up to see an eagle soar.
Be quite a change from this high rise
I sure would like to see the look in their eyes
when I pick up my cowboy hat and walk out the door.

Words & Music by Greg Westfall
© 2003 Greg Westfall, BMI

Voice & Guitar ? Westfall
Lead Guitar ? Stevie Gurr
Bass ? Bob Prince
Drums ? Steve Froese