Well he rode into blue rock
dusty and tired and he got him
a room for the night
he lay there in silence
with too much on his mind
still hoping that he was not right
he found them that evening
in a tavern in town
in a quiet little out of the way place
and they smiled at each other
when he walked through the door
and they died with their smiles on their faces
they died with their smiles on their face
don't boss him don't cross him
he's wild in his sorrow
he's ridin' and hidin' his pain
don't fight him don't spite him
let's wait till tomorrow
maybe he'll ride on again