C'mon Utah!

I was thirsty, I was lost
 I was hanging on a cross
 I was dying to make it back to Colorado
 Bones in a saddle
 I was weary from the battle
 The path was much too difficult to follow
 C'mon Utah
 Get me over that hill
 We got ten more miles, oh now, turn that dial
 We're never coming back again
 C'mon Utah
 Raise me over that ledge
 I wanna see my son and carry my gun
 Like a real American
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 The wall had come and gone
 And all the lost ones had moved on
 They would gather on the hill to tell their story
 Utah was his name
 He had a calico mane
 He would stride out on the cannon every morning
 Well, he sauntered to my side
 And I fell into his eyes
 And in them I saw fire mixed with music
 So I climbed up on his back
 And we lighted down the track
 And I yelled his name out so loud, everybody knew it
 I said, c'mon Utah
 Raise me over that ledge
 Albuquerque, Santa Fe, and on up the Rio Grande
 Yeah, c'mon Utah
 Get me over that hill
 Well, I'm a weary mile, I'm a jealous child
 I got sunshine on my skin
 But the hill is steep
 And my arms are weak
 And I'm out of breath
 And there's nothing left
 But there's wind at my back
 Water in my pack
 And a horse with a will
 Like a cannon
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 I was thirsty, I was lost
 I was hanging on a cross
 I was dying to make it back to Colorado