Out among the big things
The mountains and the plains
An hour aint important,
Nor are the hours gains;
The feller in the city
Is hurried night and day,
But out among the big things
He learns the calmer way.
Out among the big things
The skies that never end
To lose a day aint nothin,
The days are here to spend;
So why not give em freely,
Enjoyin as we go?
I somehow cant help thinkin
The good Lord means life so.
Out among the big things
The heights that gleam afar
A feller gets to wonder
What means each distant star;
He may not get an answer,
But somehow, every night
He feels, among the big things,
That everythings all right.
