City
In
The
Sun,
Long
Ago
Begun
As
Trading
Post
And
Weary
Travelers
Host.
These
Days,
It
Glitters
In
The
Gold
Touched
Rays,
Flashy
In
Stetson
And
Custom
Boots,
Hip
And
Svelte
To
The
Galoots.
When
I’m
There,
I see
An
Inherent
Sparkle
In
The
Air,
Despite
The
Tourists
From
Everywhere.
A
Sense
Of
Space
And
Ease
Prevails,
Reaching
This
High
Point
In
The
Trail.
Hallelujah!
We’re
Still
Alive,
And
We
Have
Arrived.