"Night Rider's Lament" lyrics
Bill Callahan & Bonnie "Prince" Billy Lyrics
"Night Rider's Lament"
(feat. Cory Hanson)
(originally by Michael Burton)
One night while I was out a ridin'
The grave yard shift, midnight 'til dawn
The moon was bright as a readin' light
For a letter from an old friend back home
And he asked me
Why do you ride for your money
Tell me why do you rope for short pay
You ain't a'gettin' nowhere
And you're losin' your share
Boy, you must have gone crazy out there
At least last night I ran on to Jenny
She's married and has a good life
And boy you sure missed the track
When you never come back
She's the perfect professional's wife
And she asked me
Why does he ride for his money
And tell me why does he rope for short pay
He ain't a'gettin' nowhere
And he's losin' his share
Boy he must've gone crazy out there
But they've never seen the Northern Lights
They've never seen a hawk on the wing
They've never seen spring on the Great Divide
And they've never heard ole' camp cookie sing
Well I read up the last of my letter
And I tore off the stamp for black Jim
And when Billy rode up to relieve me
He just looked at my letter and grinned
He said now
Why do they ride for their money
Tell me why do they ride for short pay
They ain't a'gettin' nowhere
And they're losin' their share
Boy, they must've gone crazy out there
But they've never seen the Northern Lights
They've never seen a hawk on the wing
They've never seen spring on the Great Divide
And they've never heard ole' camp cookie sing
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album:
"Blind Date Party" (2021)
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