Open Spaces, Prairie Winds
Words and Music by Tom May


written at Terry and Neva Prohaska’s house in Denver, Colorado. (Originally released on the Vignette album. Open Spaces, Prairie Winds (out of print) 1987)


Now I’ve seen the lights of New York town and the northern lights ablaze
Heard the sound of a northwest waterfall, smelled LA’s brownish haze
Now the western shores of Ireland have never looked so fine
Still I long for the feel of the prairie breeze and the land that once was mine

Chorus
And the Open Spaces, Prairie Winds
The sound of the corn a growin’,and a sky that never ends
Near the shallows of the North Platte river cottonwoods are callin’ me again
Open Spaces, Prairie Winds

Now I’ve tried New England fishin’, I’ve pulled up a trap or two
Pulled cotton down in Alabama just to see how I would do
In the sawmills of Ontario I cute my finger to the bone
But now the fingers healed and the weather’s changed and it’s time for movin’ on

To the….. Chorus
And the Open Spaces, Prairie Winds
The sound of the corn a growin’,and a sky that never ends
Near the shallows of the North Platte river cottonwoods are callin’ me again
Open Spaces, Prairie Winds

Now the eastern girls have style and charm and have treated me right fine
The western women make you feel most welcome all the time
The northern ladies warm me up and are easy with a smile
Still I long for my Nebraska girl, and its just a few more miles

Back to the ... Chorus
And the Open Spaces, Prairie Winds
The sound of the corn a growin’,and a sky that never ends
Near the shallows of the North Platte river cottonwoods are callin’ me again
Open Spaces, Prairie Winds

©1985 Blue Vignette Publishing, ASCAP