Other Trails To Ride

©℗2006 Dave Insley, Crawl Daddy Music, BMI

Put me on my favorite pony
Point us toward the settin’ sun
Please make sure my hat’s tipped right
And there’s bullets in my gun
Light my final cigarette
Raise your hand into a wave
I’ve tried to live with dignity
Now I’d like to die that way
I’d like to die that way...

Let my bones lay where they fall
In a canyon long and deep
Give my weary mind a rest and let my spirit sleep
Pat my son upon his head and tell him not to cry
Your daddy’s gone forever
But you’ll see him when you die
You’ll see him when you die...

When this ol’ paint comes back alone
Give him oats and give him hay
Brush him down and turn him out
And put my tack away
Raise your glass up to your lips
Have another shot of rye
Say a prayer and wish me well
I’ve got other trails to ride
I’ve got other trails to ride...

You know how much I’ve loved the road
That I’ve been down with you
And all those pretty sunflowers
And all the hard miles too
That time we bedded down by a little rocky stream
I loved all the good times & bad
And everything in between
I’ve loved everything in between...

Don’t forget the trail we rode together far & wide
Even though you can’t see me
I’m still here by your side
The cataract still spills and falls
The meadowlark still sings
I loved you in your waking hours,
Now I’ll love you in your dreams
I’ll love you in your dreams...

©℗2006 Dave Insley, Crawl Daddy Music, BMI