now the old double diamond lay out east of dubois in the land of the buffalo and the auctioneer s gavel it rapped and it rattled as i watched the old double diamond go won t you listen to the wind mother nature s violin when i first hired on the old double diamond i was a dammed poor excuse for a man i never learned how to aim my spirit was tame couldn t read all the cards in my hand and the wind whipped the granite above me blew the tumble weeds clean through my soul i fought her winters i busted her horses i took more than i thought i could stand the battles with the mountains and cattle seemed to bring out the best in a man i guess a sailor he needs an ocean and a mama her babies to hold i need the hills of wyoming in the land of the buffalo now she s sellin out i m movin on but i m leavin with more than i came caus i ve got this saddle and it ain t for sale and i got this song to sing i ve got a new range to find and some new knots to tie in a country where cowboys are king i turn my tail to the wind and the old double diamond disappeared into the sage