Endless Ride

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Word and music by Greg Ryder

Lyrics

- Ridin’ cross the plains His horses hooves made a drum-roll sound. Flowin’ with the terrain The rain washed tracks from the ground. Daily he’d perform life’s tightrope dance. He was a man, a man known to take a chance. And he screamed into his mind Knowin’ he’d gone mad. From the badlands to the cliffs That and holdin’ hide on his endless ride. Silent man on the run You’ve got no hope. Run outlaw, run. Flyin’ cross the plains His horses hooves hardly touched the ground. Ridin’ in the rain A mist like a shroud fell around. When he was just a child he worked on a railroad gang. He saw the crime and abuse that big money men could bring. He was invisible from the men who tracked his flight. And he felt invincible While the wild things watched this night on his endless ride. Silent man on the run You’ve got no hope. Run outlaw, run. When he was just a child he stepped over life’s ledge. Now he’d fight to the death. This his unspoken pledge. He screamed inside his mind, knowin’ he’d gone mad. From the mesa to the canyon His horse a just companion on his endless ride. Silent man on the run You’ve got no hope. Run outlaw, run. In the eyes of the railroad man He had killed to protect the yellow girl. Would haunt him day and night As he watched his dreams fly away Like the dust in a whirlwind swirl. He had loved the yellow girl. He loved the Chinese girl. Silent man on the run You’ve got no hope. Run outlaw, run. Run outlaw, run.

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