Testo Riding For A Fall - Chris Ledoux

Riding For A Fall

last night you told her,
you could never hold her,
because a cowboys just got to be free,
her heart was breakin',
and yours was achin',
but you saddle up to follow your dreams,
coffee on your campfire,
wind thru the barbed wire,
you huddle close to the flame,
tho' she’s far behind you,
the night wind reminds you,
it just keeps on whisperin' her name,
you can make a run for the border,
try to hide the hole in the wall,
but don’t you know your arms are aching to hold her, and cowboy even tho' your
riding tall, you’re riding for a fall.
midnight the moons up, hands around your tin cup, the frost settles in on the
sage,
the nights gettin' colder, and man your gettin' older, tonight your feelin'
your age, so why don’t you turn back, just saddle up and back track,
you know you’ll never find a love quiet like hers, and tell me,
on a cold lonesome evening, what the hell goods yer freedom, don’t you think
it’s time you hung up your spurs.
you can make a run for the border, try to hide the hole in the wall,
but don’t you know your arms are aching to hold her, and cowboy even though
your riding tall, you’re riding for a fall.
cowboy your riding for a fall.