<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=70868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Night Riders Lament</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One night while I was out a ridin<br>The grave yard shift, midnight til dawn<br>The moon was bright as a readin light<br>For a letter from an old friend back home.<br>And he asked me<br>Why do you ride for your money<br>Tell me why do you rope for short pay<br>You aint agettin nowhere<br>And youre loosin your share<br>Boy, you must have gone crazy out there.<br>He said last night I ran on to jenny<br>Shes married and has a good life<br>And boy you sure missed the track<br>When you never come back<br>Shes the perfect professionals wife.<br>And she asked me<br>Why does he ride for his money<br>And tell me why does he rope for short pay<br>He aint agettin nowhere<br>And hes loosin his share<br>Boy he mustve gone crazy out there.<br>Ah but theyve never seen the northern lights<br>Theyve never seen a hawk on the wing<br>Theyve never spent spring on the great divide<br>And theyve never heard ole camp cookie sing.<br>Well I read up the last of my letter<br>And I tore off the stamp for black jim<br>And when billy rode up to relieve me<br>He just looked at my letter and grinned.<br>He said now<br>Why do they ride for their money<br>Tell me why do they ride for short pay<br>They aint agettin nowhere<br>And theyre loosin their share<br>Boy, they mustve gone crazy out there<br>Son, they all must be crazy out there</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Garth Brooks - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=70868" data-title="Night Riders Lament" data-description="One night while I was out a ridin The grave yard shift, midnight til dawn The moon was bright as a readin light For a letter from an old 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..."></div> </div> </div>

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