American Triangle
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin

Seen him playing
in his backyard
Young boy
Just starting out
So much history
In this landscape
So much confusion
Ao much doubt

Been there drinking
On that front porch
Angry kids mean and dumb
Looks like a painting
That blue skyline
God hates fags
Where we come from

Western skies
Don't make it right
Home of the brave
Don't make no sense
I've seen a scarecrow
Wrapped in wire
Left to die
On a high ridge fence
It's a cold cold wind
It's a cold cold wind
It's a cold wind blowing
Wyoming

See two coyotes
Runing down a deer
Hate what we
Don't understand
You pioneers
Give us your children
But it's your blood
That stains their hands

Western skies
Don't make it right
Home of the brave
Don't make no sense
I've seen a scarecrow
Wrapped in wire
Left to die
On a high ridge fence
It's a cold cold wind
It's a cold cold wind
It's a cold wind blowing
Wyoming

Somewhere that road
Forks up ahead
To ignorance
And innocence
Three lives drift
On different winds
Two lives ruined
One life spent

Western skies
Don't make it right
Home of the brave
Don't make no sense
I've seen a scarecrow
Wrapped in wire
Left to die
On a high ridge fence
It's a cold, cold wind
It's a cold, cold wind
It's a cold wind blowing
Wyoming

It's a cold, cold wind
It's a cold, cold wind
It's a cold wind blowing
Blowing....
Wyoming