She said 'I've been the stockyard's pony' She said 'I've been the mountain engine's roll' From Chicago to West Virginia, I've been as lonesome as the world's first ghost As lonesome as the world's first ghost
But out here even the prairie dogs the horizon All I have to do is prove I'm not pure Oh, The right words come, But I ain't talking The devil's mean but he is honest just as sure He is honest just as sure
O! Grace, stop believing That don't mean it just goes away It's a long way between horizons And it gets farther every day Ohhhhh, Grace Woooooah, Grace
O! Grace, stop believing That don't mean it just goes away It's a long way between horizons And it gets farther every day Ohhhhh, Grace Woooooah, Grace
She says 'But I know a man whose heart is restless He's never home, and he's never gone He had some good things But he lost them Like everything he ever set his heart upon Oh, that he set that heart upon
Oh, boy if you stop believing That don't mean that I just walked away It's a long way between horizons And it gets farther everyday O! Grace Oooooh, Grace