While I was out a-ridin' The graveyard shift midnight till dawn The moon was as bright as a reading light For a letter from an old friend back home. He said last night I ran into Jenny They married and have a good life Oh, you sure missed the track when you never came back She made the perfect professional's wife. Chorus: She asked me, "Why do you ride for your money?" "Why do you rope for short pay?" You ain't gettin' nowhere And you're losin' your share Oh, you must've gone crazy out there. They've never seen the northern lights Never seen a hawk on the wing Never seen the spring hit the Great Divide And they ain't ever heard old Camp Cookie sing. --- Instrumental with Yodel --- Now, I read up the last of my letter And tore of the stamp for Black Jim Little Dougie rode up to relieve me He just looked at my letter and grinned. Chorus: He said "Why do they ride for your money?" "Why do they rope for short pay?" They ain't gettin' nowhere And they're losin' your share Oh, They all must be crazy out there. They've never seen the northern lights Never seen a hawk on the wing Never seen the spring at the Great Divide And they ain't ever heard old Camp Cookie sing...