Lyrics:

B. R. Hornsby/John HornsbyFour walls I built one winterShe came to share my nameFor years we lived as lovers on the open plainsFar off the heat wave shimmersPipelines and the gasolineOne day it all came running like a bad dreamFire, smoke-filled lungsI hope I'll be standing when the day is doneWe'reStaring out at the red plainsAnd we're hiding out from the smoke and the rageA lifetime living on the red plainsWatching out as it all goes up in flamesGet up on Sunday morningRepent for Friday nightDon't let 'em tell you it's gonna be a fair fightI gave her clothes and a diamondShe loved the things that shineBut one day the gold and the silver get left behindFire, smoke-filled roomsI hope I'll be standing when the day is throughStaring out at the red plainsAnd we're hiding out from the smoke and the rageA lifetime living on the red plainsWatching out as it all goes up in flames

Bruce Hornsby The Red Plains