I saw Mary's face in that little snow-flake
That fell at my feet on the ground
And I heard my old friends in that last bitter wind
That blew back memories of my hometown
I can see the old crowd laughing so loud
Lord I miss all my loved ones so dear
From the cold Rocky Mountains of Denver
I can almost see Houston from here
I came here to build a dream and stayed to watch it die
I was meant to fail I guess Lord knows how I tried
Funny how much better I can see without my pride
From the cold Rocky Mountains of Denver
I can almost see Houston from here
I had some good friend in Denver town
But lately they don?t come around
I guess good time crowds are all the same
But with this old thumb I'll get a ride
And bid a lonely last goodbye
To the cold Rocky Mountains of Denver
For I can almost see Houston from here
From the cold Rocky Mountains of Denver
I can almost see Houston from here