High Holiday - Kacy & Clayton

High holiday

And everyone’s together

By the hearthside they will stay

Inside from the weather

Everyone together

But I’m far away

On this high holiday

High holiday

Empty streets are full of sorrow

All the shops are closed today

Guess I’ll wait till tomorrow

Find a bandstand to borrow

And a guitar to play

On this high holiday

Midnight motorway

Through Buffalo, Wyoming

From the passing cars they say

In the Big Horns it’s snowing

Across the black ice it’s blowing

And the lodgepole boughs sway

On this high holiday