The summer season is turning cool
Though the days are still hot
I been losing my green kinda like the cottonwood trees
Holding on to what they've got

Hello, Dodge City
Tell me how do you do?
Tonight I plan on making Denver
I'm coming in from the east
Ain't gonna miss it in the least
Pardon me for saying so

She had a white dove in her hand
Last night I dreamed of a long black sedan
Across the plains, I swear I heard her call
And it took me to the end of Wichita

The snow-white Rockies
Move from North to South
Sort of like the life I left behind
I'll tell you something true
Everything little thing I do
I stay lonely all the time

She had a white dove in her hand
Last night I dreamed of a long black sedan
Across the plains, I could swear I heard her call
And it took me to the end of Wichita

The summer season is turning cool
Though the days are still hot