Danielle Doyle SKY Saddle up young, cowboy, and ride I am headed to the westerly side This country of ours is 3000 miles wide But all I’ve got is sky All I’ve got is sky Well I had me a cowboy, I had me a man He rode off with a gun in his hand Well that boy of mines gonna get us The biggest tract of land Chorus: Under a sky All I’ve got is sky Well he found him some Indians, had him some fun Fought them all off with his knife, with his gun Now we’re singing stories about How the west was won How we won the sky All I’ve got is sky All I ever wanted was a place to call home Not a trail marked with blood, tears, and bones Conestoga wagons, yeah we blaze the trail But what makes us human, and what What makes us fail Saddle up young, cowboy and ride