I am an honest abel
Of … honest life
I state my ideals
My country men abide
I work on through the evening
And the mornings do arise
To feed all of his horses
Upon them which I ride
We build all our darkness
On the backs of brutish men
Though I try to deny
The black blood on our hands
We give all our thoughts to those caught beneath the rock
But I won’t lie
I’ll just ride
I’ll just ride
I’ll just ride
I am an old retired
I’ve got thorns in my hands
I turn them all but hell
And survive on what I can
I spoke to four young gypsies
They told me what I am
An outlaw by naturе
Who is void of a higher plan
From town to town I go to see a change in country lives
No onе dares believe in God for fear they’ll be criticized
I speak the holy word
And I climb the falling rain
I won’t remain
I’ll just ride
I’ll just ride
I’ll just ride
I am a tired warden
And this prison is my place
Oh the gods are my friends
To the inmates I relate
They told me they found Jesus
They surrendered to their fate
They’ll stand beneath the firing man when the shotgun calls their name
But me i’ll stand alone amongst that burning promise
And i’ll write to my brother
To proclaim i’m just a man
For everyone must know that someday he will die
I can’t deny
I’ll just ride
I’ll just ride
I’ll just ride
I’ll just ride
I’ll just ride
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Vellydagoat – wakeup!
Vellydagoat – takeachance!
Trevor Sensor Lyrics – Honest Abel, Old Red Tiger