I'm just a lonely wanderer along that dusty road I've found no range where I could grace or rest my weary load I have no place to lay my head, no spot to call my own I'm just a lonesome dogie stray that never found a home I've never had a single soul to sing with me or pine I've never had a loving heart to beat in time with mine I've wandered down that long long trail and fight the bleak year through I sing my songs and dream my dreams, my dreams that won't come true I'm riding down that dusty trail a-lookin' for a range I wander through the lonely years and wander back again And now the trail is growing dim, my journey's nearly o'er It seems the only home I'll find is on some other shore