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