Molly Hatchet - One Last Ride

Ridin’ at night and the the moon is high Got a hell hound on my trail Got to cross the Rio Grande They never let me out of that jail Feel the cool desert air go whippin’ across my face Don’t make a sound, stay close to the ground Got to leave without a trace Like my daddy before me The seventh son of a seventh son I can’t set still when the night time comes My spirit’s always on the run I’ve done wronged everyone I loved And I live with that pain Seven lovers with broken hearts The hell hound’s on my trail I watched one after another as they died They took my heart and left me cold inside Tonight I ride one Last Ride My past is close behind me, a pistol’s by my side Gotta keep on ridin’, time’s not on my side I’m a pistol totin’ gamblin’ man Time for one last ride Just a simple country boy without a lick of sense .30-06, Colt .45 rode a thousand miles of fence When you