I come from a place somewheres in the East
But I had to get away and hide
I set out for the West, and every place I think to rest
I just get back on my horse and ride, ride, ride
I just get back on my horse and ride
I always hoped to live with good, upstanding folks
But their customs I could not abide
Before I’d push a broom, I’d be ready just as soon
To get back on my horse and ride, ride, ride
Get back on my horse and ride
When I asked for advice on how to live a moral life
They told me: let my conscience be my guide
Whenever trouble comes, I’m either reaching for my gun
Else I get back on my horse to ride, ride, ride
Get back on my horse to ride
I came into a town where a crowd had gathered round
A wanted poster that said “Dead or Alive!”
Well anybody there could see the fella looked a lot like me
So I got back on my horse to ride, ride, ride
I got back on my horse to ride
I rode into a town that was crawling with police
They’s in every place I looked inside
Rather than try my luck, riskin getting stuck,
I just got back on my horse to ride, ride, ride
I just got back on my horse to ride
I rode into a place just as a church was letting out
To the priest I went in to confide
“My son you cannot win,” he said, “Turn your poor self in!”
So I got back on my horse to ride, ride, ride
I got back on my horse to ride
I’ve tried out all the sins that can damn a man to hell
And the worst of all the sins is pride
If I’m bound for hell, I suppose I might as well
Just get back on my horse and ride, ride, ride
I just get back on my horse and ride
I came upon a man who was hanging on a cross
A sharpened spear had pierced his side
There was no one else around, so I cut that fellow down
Then I got back on my horse to ride, ride, ride
Got back on my horse to ride
I come into a bar where some men was playing cards
“You in?” they asked, “I’m in,” I replied
Fore they knew what I’s about, I cleaned them fellas out
Then I got back on my horse to ride, ride, ride
I got back on my horse to ride
I once knew a man who lived on others’ trust
Borrowed from far and wide
“What you gonna do when your first payment is due?”
Gonna get back on my horse and ride, ride, ride
Gonna get back on my horse and ride
They say that only love can break your heart
And know it’s true, cause I tried
But when you feel it’s through, the only thing to do
Is to get back on that horse and ride, ride, ride
Is get back on that horse and ride
Sam Steffen is a Pennsylvania-bred, Boise-based singer-songwriter whose songs are the torch-wood for a new generation of
folk music that has learned from the best stuff in the tradition and aims in spite of everything to keep the human spirit alive and kicking. A versatile musician and skilled finger-picker, Sam is at heart a story-teller, and a prolific one....more
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