Wide Open Spaces sing and play along

Who doesn't know what I'm talking about?

Who's never left home, who's never struck out

to find a dream and a life of their own,

a place in the clouds, a foundation of stone?

She Many precede and many will follow,

a young girl's dreams no long never er hollow.

It takes the shape of a place out west.

But what it holds for her she hasn't yet guessed.

She needs wide open spaces,

room to make her big mistakes.

She needs new faces.

She knows the high stakes.

She traveled this road and as y a child,

low, wideeyed and grinning, long never er tired.

low. But now she won't be coming with the

If these are life's lessons, she'll take n't this test.

She needs wide open spaces,

room to make her big mistakes.

She needs new faces.

She knows the high stakes.

stakes. She knows the high stakes.

As her folks drive away, her dad yells,

"Check the oil."

Mom stares out the window and says,

"I'm leavin' my girl."

She said, "It didn't seem like that long ago"

when she stood there and let her own folks know she needed wide open spaces,

room to make her big mistakes.

She needs new faces.

She knows the high stakes.

She knows the high stakes, she knows the high

stakes. Wide open spaces, she knows the high stakes,

she knows the high stakes,

wide open spaces.