West of the Moon

Words and Music by Bob Seger

 

Out on those trails

Out 'neath that sky

Rivers of old

Still rushing by

 

Eagles still soar

White mountains loom

Down in those valleys

West of the Moon

 

West of the stars

Far from the chase

Far from the crowds

Far from the pace

 

Horses run free

Winter comes soon

Out by those mountains

West of the Moon

 

And everywhere

Everywhere

Wild things are free

Free in the wind and the sun

 

Everywhere

Everywhere

As it should be

Left on their own while they run

 

Out by those mountains

West of the Moon