Shipmates and Cheyenne
John Denver

Shipmates and Cheyenne, raindrops and cryin
Haunt the dreams of an old, old man
Candles and church bells, laughter and farewells
Revolve in his thoughts like a wind

Stallions and blizzards, steelies and lizards
Adrift in the meadows of time
No sense of progression, of age or direction
No meter, no form, no rhyme

Ill hold me one
Just one rising sun
Long after daylight is gone
Ill hold me one
One more rising sun
Till my daylight and darkness is done

Kingdoms and cupboards, losers and lovers
And evnings of blackberry wine
Falling like sand, the memry of hands
And kisses, and whispers and sighs

Ill hold me one
Just one rising sun
Till long after daylight is gone
Ill hold me one
One more rising sun
Till my daylight and darkness is done

Ill hold me one
One rising sun
One more rising sun
Till my daylight and darkness is done