Ride On

There was a time they thought that I was gone
But like that boomerang I came back, they was wrong
And I shot myself in the head, they all believing that I was dead
But there’s no use riding into the sun

Ride on, Ride on

Discount Bob went lookin for the steal
Never wanted to back down from a deal
He got into his pickup truck
Drove that chevy into the dust
His life was headed for boom or bust

Ride on, Ride on

Ride on, Ride on

Ride on, Ride on

Ride on, Ride on

Ride on, Ride on

Ride on, Ride on

Ride on, Ride on