Riding Alone


Well, she saved him from whiskey,
was his constant companion
You'd see them out riding at dawn

She gave him his reasons
to shoulder the seasons,
but now when you see him
he's riding alone

She lay down beside him
to touch him and guide him,
turn 'round his head
on the darkest of days

He still sits beside her,
remembers her smiling
and whisper to him
that old song he would play

Please lay down beside me,
I love you

Never wanted to bid this adieu
No red river ever ran deeper
than an old cowboy love,
than an old cowboy love that runs true







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