She'll Never Be Mine
My love is a river where the white waters pour, 
I've hunted and trapped her through the Gates of Ladore. 
She sings through a curtain of cold mountain rain 
Where I dug her bright silver in the high Coeur d'Alene.
Chorus: She'll never be mine 
She'll never be mine 
I won all her treasures so simple and fine 
I guess she'll never be mine.
My love's a cantina where I drink with my friends, 
I've called her Dolores or sometimes Cheyenne; 
I followed her begging all over the West, 
My love is a headlight on the midnight express.
My love is Montana and the high Douglas fir; 
Many long summers I've labored for her. 
My love is the windrows of dry autumn corn 
That grew on the land where my children were born.
My love is the life that a boomer will lead, 
You bought her with lies and you chained her with greed; 
My love is a dreamer, follow the dream; 
You say she's a beggar, I say she's a queen.
Chorus: Someday she'll be mine 
Someday she'll be mine 
Won all her treasures so simple and fine, 
I know someday she'll be mine.