Ride On - Oh Susanna

You wake to rain one early morn

You've waited for since you were born

Little boy blue come blow your horn

That westbound train it leaves at dawn

And you kiss your mamas cheek goodbye

She's got all her days to wonder why

You were her one and only son to ride on

You wandered west and joined a crew

To do the work you were born to do

But the golden plains were ruled by a feud

Guns were drawn and the bullets flew

When you found his broken body dead

There were just two words inside your head

Grab that gun cause the war is on and ride on

Ten thousand wild horses riding down on you

Riding down on you

Ten thousand wild horses riding down on you

Riding down on you

No sacred cow could not save you now so ride on

You lost your love your only friend

Won to the gun of a hired hand

Spilled his blood and took his land

Make a lump of meat out of a man

Now a blackbird sings a lullabye

Goodnight goodnight it's time to fly

You stand alone no love no home and ride on

Soon you were parched no sign of rain

Joshua took you underwing

His outstretched arm a beckoning

Led you to a place of green

In a hospital of slot machines

The *** too thick for you to dream

Go lay your bread on lucky seven red and ride on

Ten thousand white shooting stars shining

Down on you shining down on you

Ten thousand white shooting stars falling

Down on you falling down on you

Say goodbye to the unlucky ones and ride on

Too tired to run too scared to stop

You learned to love or so she thought

But you left her bleeding heart to rot

With her crown of thorns and forget-me-nots

Now she sees you in the wayward smile

And the wandering eye of your unknown child

Soon hell have to walk that crooked mile and ride on

Ten thousand white shooting stars falling

Down on you falling down on you

Ten thousand white shooting stars falling

Down on you falling down on you

Say goodbye to the unlucky ones and ride on

We make the trade the day were born

A mouthful for a bit of soul

But you took that much too hard you know

And running for your life made you grow old

And that morning rain turned dust to mud

You gained an open road for your flesh and blood

Now there's no one left for you to love so ride on

When angels fall it looks like snow

Their wings are torn from where they grow

You laid yours in a leather case

A souvenir of your disgrace

When you think from all the things you've run

And you wonder whether you've lost or won

Why you were her one and only son to ride on

Why you were her one and only son to ride on

Why you were her one and only son