I was in Paris   Waiting for a flight  When this guy came up   To me and said   Have you got a light?   When I was born in Arizona  And when I was only three  My mother took me to her saddle  And we rode the wide prairie    Oh, wide prairie, wide prairie  And we rode the wide prairie  My mother took me to her saddle  And we rode the wide prairie  Well I was living in Aspebueller  And when I was only ten  My father took me to his saddle  And we rode the range again    Oh, wide prairie, wide prairie  And we rode the wide prairie  My father took me to his saddle  And we rode the wide prairie  And I ain't going back  No, I ain't going back  Going back no more    Well, now we live in Albuquerque  And we raise the family tree  We spend our days a-feeling perky  And we ride the wide prairie  Oh, wide prairie, wide prairie  And we ride the wide prairie  We spend our days   A-feeling perky    And we ride the wide prairie  I was in Paris   Waiting for a flight  When this guy came up   To me and said   Have you got a light?   And you know what happened