It was a loaded up wagon Loaded on dreams To a place where the wild Lives as hard as it seems In the west of Wyoming Where elk learned to sing The snow it bury The troubles you bring Can you feel Can you feel the morning sun? Can you see See the new moon make its run? Do you think Do you think that everyone Could feel the same? They share words under moonlight And take one last drink By the light of the Tetons They live for one thing And they swear that their leaving To find their own way But in western Wyoming It's easy to stay Can you feel Can you feel the morning sun? Can you see See the new moon make its run? Do you think Do you think that everyone Could feel the same? They made their escape Had enough mistakes They found a home to call their own Can you feel Can you feel the morning sun? Can you see See the new moon make its run? Do you think Do you think that everyone Could feel the same? Can you feel Can you feel the morning sun? Can you see See the new moon make its run? Do you think Do you think that everyone Could feel the same?