The Range War - Patterson Hood

The Range War - Patterson Hood
Your daddy runs sheep and my uncle runs cattle
Nothing can keep us out of this battle
They wage as it burns up the plains
Till no one is left in the saddle
Your ranch is upstream
And they've dammed up the water
Thirsty cows scream for my uncle to slaughter
The sheep while your daddy's asleep
And I'll do the same for his daughter
If I had my way
We would be together back in Pittsburgh
It's the only town east of the river I know
And I feel kinda bad
Bringing grief upon a poor old farmer's house
But we ain't got nowhere left to go
Three years on this range
Since they started the range war
Nothing has changed
Except maybe change for the worse
If you'd married me first
There would not have been any range war
You would not have been lost to this range war