Riding For A Fall - Chris
LeDoux
Last night you told her, you
could never hold her.
'Cause a cowboy's just gotta
be free.
Her heart was breakin', yours
was achin',
But you saddled up to follow
your dreams.
Coffee on your campfire, wind
through the barbed wire,
You huddle close to the flames.
Though 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 up the hole in
the wall.
But don't you know your arms
are achin' to hold her.
And cowboy even though you're
ridin' tall...
Cowboy 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,
well, man you're gettin' older.
T'night you're feelin' you're
age.
Well, why don't you turn back,
just saddle up and backtrack.
You know you'll never find
a love quite like hers.
And tell me, on a cold lonesome
evenin', what the hell goods your
freedom?
Don't you think it's time
you hung up your spurs?
You can make a run for the
border, try to hide up the hole in the wall.
But don't you know your arms
are achin' to hold her.
And cowboy even though you're
ridin' tall...You're ridin' for a fall.
Cowboy, you're Riding For
A Fall...