I met a dark-haired girl

In a blue cotton dress

She had a pair of old work boots on



And I asked her her name

And she told me and laughed

But my friends call me Cimarron



For it means that I live in the mountains

And I'm gonna go back there soon

For I need to be high and out of the city

To be closer to the moon



Cimarron, Cimarron, Cimarron

I hope you find your way home



She finished at ten but we sat at the bar

Drinking cola and long-necked beers

Two lost souls in harmony

Everything was clear



We walked in silence to my old red Ford

And we ran deep into the hills


Looked out over the lights of the city

At the night so clear and still



Cimarron, Cimarron, Cimarron

I hope you find your way home

Cimarron, Cimarron, Cimarron

I know where you belong



That was where I woke alone

With the birds of the first light

Sometimes I still drive up there

In the lonely time of night



Cimarron, Cimarron, Cimarron

I hope you find your way home

Cimarron, Cimarron, Cimarron

I know where you belong



Cimarron, Cimarron, Cimarron

I hope you find your way home

Cimarron, Cimarron, Cimarron

I know where you belong