If you have the power where you are right now
To change the seasons back somehow
To highway 95
Cool September rain
If you could be alive again….

Then meet me in McCall
And make it early fall
Bring a good horse and a rifle and that's all
We'll ride the golden aspen trail
'Neath timber dark and tall
So meet me in McCall
In the early fall

Thought I heard your voice
Out on the oak brush rim
Cold rush upon my face
But it was just the wind
And a bugle down the draw
From somewhere in the pines
Like twenty years ago
Branded on my mind

Somewhere above McCall
And it was early fall
Good horses and our rifles and that's all
We rode the golden aspen trail
'Neath timber dark and tall
Somewhere above McCall
In the early fall

And I wish I could disappear
Every now and then
Not a day goes by that I don't wish you were here
So I could tell you once again

To meet me in McCall
And make it early fall
Bring a good horse and a rifle and that's all
We'll ride the golden aspen trail
'Neath timber dark and tall
So meet me in McCall
In the early fall
Meet me in McCall



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