He said, "They ask you why do you ride for your money?
Why do you rope for short pay?
You ain't gettin' nowhere and you're losin' your share - -
Oh, you must have gone crazy out there."
But they've never seen the Northern Lights.
Never seen the hawk on the wing.
Never seen the spring hit the Great Divide - -
No, they've never heard old Camp Cookie sing.
--from "Night Rider's Lament" by Michael Burton
I'm just about ready to go crazy out there. Or in here. I've never seen the northern lights either, and I want to. Preferably while on a long backpacking trip. But for now, I'm satisfying myself here in Cubicle Land with these awesome photos from the Norio Matsumoto Gallery.
Garth Brooks had a hit with "Night Rider's Lament" several years ago, but my favorite version is the one from Nanci Griffith's album, Other Voices, Other Rooms.