Never More To Roam

Well the first to go were the buffalo with the coming of the train They died for a buck a hide, left scattered on the plains We trapped a few in Yellowstone and shot the ones who strayed Tourists taking pictures ain't the only ones who've paid He's never more to roam, never more to graze They're damming up his river, cutting down his hiding place And it won't be long until he's gone along with any trace Of his ways or the places he called home Never more to roam You rarely see a grizzly bear, he dare not go astray For fear that he'll be trapped and tranq'd, and hauled to new terrain Chalk it up to progress if it helps you sleep tonight Say it's bound to happen, but that don't mean it's right Never more to roam, never more to graze They're damming up his river, cutting down his hiding place And it won't be long until he's gone along with any trace Of his ways or the places he called home Never more to roam The eagle's flying higher and the fish are swimming deeper The ground we gave the mountain goat just couldn't get much steeper Never more to roam