The Ride
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(Sony Tillis and Sam Weedman)
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Horsepower
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I was six years old, my brother was ten
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One July day came running in,
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seen a ferris wheel at the edge of town
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So, of course, we headed on down
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Well it took us an hour to walk that far
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Carrying our fortune in a Mason jar
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It was all pretty sad, a cheap county fair
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With a few old rides but there was ponies there
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Well, the ponies stunk and the air was still
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In that dusty circle behind the ferris wheel
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This old guy smelling of smoke and rum
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Swung me up and sat me down on one
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Well I'd never rode a horse but I'd seen it done
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Cowboy movies made it look like fun
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This old man whispered a few soft words
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It was the best advice I've ever heard
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Chorus:
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He said "Sit tall in the saddle, Hold your head up high
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Keep your eyes fixed where the trail meets the sky
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And live like you ain't afraid to die
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And don't be scared, just enjoy your ride"
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I went up a kid with shaking hands
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And I came down a full grown man
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It was like he'd cast some Voodoo spell
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Things were different for me now, I could tell
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'Cos whenever troubles come wandering in
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His rhyme would pop in my head again
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And somehow I rode through the needles and nails
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Brambles and thorns that life entails
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CHORUS
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Well I know some day farther down the road
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I'll come to the edge of the great unknown
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There'll stand a black horse riderless
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And I wonder if I'm ready for this
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So I'll saddle him up and he'll switch his tail
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And I'll tip my hat and bid fairwell
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And lift my song into the air
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That I learned at that dusty fair
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"Sit tall in the saddle, Hold your head up high
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Keep your eyes fixed where the trail meets the sky
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And live like you ain't afraid to die
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And don't be scared, just enjoy your ride"
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Now don't be scared, just enjoy your ride
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The Ride
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| Chris LeDoux |
