North Country’s Own
John Baumann
[Verse 1]
To hell with cabin fever, the winter and the cold
I can't live like not hermit I will die before I'm old
I got chains around my tires, a 12 and 20 gauge
Mountains full of moose and elk way out on the range
It's a nice night in Wyoming, to spend some time alone
It's a nice night in Wyoming, to be the north country's own
