Night Rider's Lament - Michael Burton

    While I was out a ridin'
    A grave yard shift, midnight til dawn
    The moon was as bright as a readin' light
    For a letter from an ole friend back home.

    And he asked me
    Why do you ride for your money?
    Tell me, why do you rope for short pay?
    You ain't gettin' no where
    And you're losin' your share
    Boy, you must have gone crazy out there.

    He tells me last night I run on to Jenny
    She's married and has a good life
    Ah you sure missed the track
    When you never come back
    She's a perfect professional's wife.

    [Chorus 2]
    She asks me
    Why does he ride for his money?
    Why does he rope for short pay?
    He ain't gettin' no where
    And he's losin' his share
    He must've gone crazy out there.

    Then they've never seen the Northern Lights
    They've never seen the hawk on the wing
    They've never seen the spring hit the Great Divide
    They've never heard ole camp cookie sing.

    Well, I read up the last of my letter
    I tore off the stamp for Black Jim
    When Billy rode up to relieve me
    Just looked at my letter and grinned.

    [Chorus 3]
    He said now
    Why do they ride for their money?
    Why do they ride for short pay?
    They ain't gettin' no where
    And they're losin' their share
    Son, they all must be crazy out there.

    Repeat Bridge, then yodel (sure, you can do it; just try!)

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