Paul Gross - Ride forever

^EWell I was born up north of Great Slave, 1898, and I ^Arode near all my life on a ranch near Devil's Gate. And I've ^Eseen this world about me bend and flip and change. Hey it feels like ^Brain -- that's a thunderc^Aloud. Well ^EI've been called a coward, but I've seen two World Wars. And ^AI lost my son Virgil, a Korean reward. And my ^ELucy died last summer. You ask me if I cry, Hell, I'll show you ^Btears: they're all over this ^Cmground, they're ^Afalling from these ^Bblue Alberta ^Eskies.

^EWe're gonna ride for^Bever, ^CmYou can't keep horsemen in a ^Acage. Should the angels ^Ecall, well it's only ^Bthen We might pull in the ^Areins.

Now they ^Etell me I'm an old man, they tell me I am blind. They ^Atook my driver's license, this house ain't far behind. I said &^Equot;Jump back all you big suits, you got something wrong 'cause I ain't ^Bgone. No I ain't ^Agone." ^EI am still breathing, and I still have my pride. ^AAnd I have my memories, your life it never dies. Like the ^Ewind that blows in thunder, like the stallion on the fly I got it ^Ball, and I'm standing ^Cmtall ^AUnderneath these ^Bblue Alberta ^Eskies.

So I ^Esay to all you old men: Don't let yourselves get broke. If you ^Athink the world's gone crazy and it's scratching at your throat it's time to ^Edust off that old saddle and get it on a horse. Kick up your ^Bspurs: we're gonna run like ^Cmstink We're gonna ^Atear across these ^Bblue Alberta ^Eskies.