"One Last Ride" lyrics
"One Last Ride"
Riding that night and the the moon is high
Gotta hell hound on my trail
Got to cross the Rio Grande
And never let me out of that jail
Feel the cool desert air whipping across my face
Don't make a sound stay close to the ground
Got to leave without a trace
Like my daddy before me
Said the son of the seventh son
I can't sit still when the night time comes
My spirit always on the run
I've done wrong everyone I loved
And I's living with that pain
The hell hounds on my trail
I watched one after another as they died
They took my heart and left me cold inside
Tonight I ride
One last ride
My past is close behind me
My pistol by my side
Gotta keep on riding
Time's not on my side
I'm a pistol-toting gambling man
Time for one last ride
Just a simple country boy without a lick of sense
30.6 Colt 45 rode a thousand miles of fence
When you ride with the devil, baby... you heed with the devil's call
Can't sing with the angels when the hell you're bound to fall
Town folks watched as he locked himself inside
They knew this tortured man was bound to die
He took the loneliness to his grave
The poor boy's soul could not be saved
The boy had finally taken his last ride
Tonight I ride one last ride
My past is close behind me
My pistol by my side
Gotta keep on riding
Time's not on my side
I'm a whiskey-drinking gambling man
Time for one last ride
So I keep on ride
One last ride
My past is close behind me
My pistol by my side
Gotta keep on riding
Time's not on my side
I'm a pistol-toting gambling man
Time for one last ride
Writer(s): Robert Ingram, Philip Wallace Mc Cormack
- AZLyrics
- M
- Molly Hatchet Lyrics
album:
"Kingdom Of XII" (2000)
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