I have been one who loved the wilderness
And crept between the mountain peaks
I have listened long to the sea’s brave music
On canyon trails, where the night winds were a’blowin
Blowing, sighin gently thru the pines
Musing, I walked behind my placid burro
While water rushed and broke on the rocks below
I sang my songs above the shriek of desert winds
Above the shriek of desert winds I sang my songs

I have known a green sea’s heaving,
I have loved the twisted trees
Red sand a blowin neath the turquoise skies
I have felt the rain a driftin, and slept behind the waterfall
And aspen glades that whisper wild sorrows
In cool sweet grasses I have lain and I have heard
The ghostly murmur of regret
I sang my songs above the shriek of desert winds
Above the shriek of desert winds I sang my songs

I have watched the clouds pile high
Singing I rode to meet the storm
And fought its fury til the sun fell in darkness
And the lightning heard my song

Say that I starved, say I’s lost and I was weary
Say that I was burned and blinded by the sun
Say that I was thirsty, sick and cold and lonely
But say that I kept to my dream
Always shall I be one who loves the wilderness
Swaggers soft between the mountain peaks
I shall sing my song above the shriek of desert winds
Above the shriek of desert winds I shall sing my song

(lyrics: Dan Bern)