Plain American Girl

One night as I lay sleeping
 And everything was still
 I dreamed I saddled up and rode away
 To the top of Dead Man's Hill
 I could see from the horizon
 To the stars in the Milky Way
 I could hear a lone dog crying
 And the turning of wheels on the highway
 I'll ride out tonight when the moon is high
 Ride away from the world
 And I'll ride out down the Chisolm Trail
 I'm a plain American girl
 I looked to the east and I looked to the west
 Far as the eye could see
 I saw a man - he had a plow in his hand
 And he said, "What will become of me?"
 Indian maid, why do you stand so still
 By the streams that used to flow
 She said, "My Gods have told me secrets
 You will never know."
 We ride out tonight when the moon is high
 Ride away from the world
 We ride out down the Mohawk Trail
 I'm a plain American girl
 These ghostly apparitions
 They were so eerie and so strange
 I saw the cowboys drive the cattle down
 Shadows and dust on the range
 And a soldier lay where his blood was shed
 He said, "Don't weep for me
 My men and I - we still ride
 at the call of Reveille"
 We ride out tonight when the moon is high
 Ride away from the world
 And we ride out through the waves of grain
 Through the mountains and the valleys and the plains
 The Mississippi River runs in my veins
 I love the saddle and the feel of the reins
 Because I am and I will always remain
 A plain American girl