My love is a river where the white waters pour
I hunted and trapped her by the Gates of Ladore
She sings with the spirit of a cold mountain rain
Where I won her bright silver in the high Coeur d'Alene

She'll never be mine
She'll never be mine
Though I won all her treasures, so simple and fine
I know she'll never be minе

My love's a cantina where I drink with my friеnds
I called her Dolores and sometimes Cheyenne
I followed her, beggin', all over the West
My love is a headlight on the midnight express

She'll never be mine
She'll never be mine
I won all her treasures, so simple and fine
I know she'll never be mine

My love is Montana with the high Douglas fir
And many long summers I labored for her
She sings with the spirit of the high autumn corn
That came from the land where my children were born

She'll never be mine
She'll never be mine
I won all her treasures, so simple and fine
I know she'll never be mine

My love is the life that a boomer will lead
You chain her with lies, you trap her with greed
My love is a dreamer, I follow the dream
You say she's a beggar, I say she's a queen

Some day she'll be mine!
Some day she'll be mine!
I won all her treasures, so simple and fine
I know some day she'll be mine!