(Mary Chapin Carpenter)



Heros and heroines are scarcer than they've ever been

So much more to lose than win the distance never greater

Way back when you made history by flying planes across the sea

Embarking on your odyssey

You put away the danger

Heaven bless the one who flys

A pioneer on frontier skies

The world was dark and your only mark

Was the light of the northern star

I imagine what was in your eyes

The seeds of rust and days gone by

Your wings hang in a gallery sky I wonder how you're flying



Way out on the western plains

The snow drifts high and the dust wind burns

The chinooks blow their winds

Across the mountains

A life that's never safe and dry rodeos and riding high

Ladies and their men get by on six guns and white lightening.

Heaven bless them on the road those drifters and their dreams of gold

The world was wide and a cowboy's song could span the whole horizon

I imagine what was in your eyes

The dust and the dirt under out law skies

A piece of land and a stubborn mind were the only things worth having



Now they say the moon is dust and ash and California's made of cash

We're waiting for those hills to crash into sparkling waters

Rain and snow and sun and wind

You roamed the earth and you spread your wings

Long ago my hero's dreams belonged to all God's creatures

Heaven bless the ones who sleep

The ones who laugh and the ones who weep

Heaven bless the one who keep their bearings strong and certain

And Lord help the fool who said

You'd better quit while you're ahead

A dreamer born is a hero bred on earth and up in heaven

And Lord help the fool who said

You'd better quit while you're ahead

A dreamer born is a hero bred on earth and up in heaven