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Mile upon mile we travel the plains

Stopping for water then riding again

Searching the prairie for what may remain

Of the wild wild west

Endless grasslands dance in the wind

Big sky Montana so true

Wondering how it was way back when

Wandering was all they could do

Blessed open country

Rivers and trees

Tall purple mountains

That make you believe

Earth must be smiling

To have made all these

In the wild wild west

Deserts and canyons and bright starry nights

People who live on this land

Tell their stories and legends alike

Each one a part of the plan