Из альбома: You Can't Go Back If There's Nothing To Go Back To
He sold off the horses to some guy in Arizona
Whitey and me couldn’t get them back
'Cause we were flat broke
I hated him for what he’d done to us But I knew he was in a bad way
I heard he ended up in Douglas
Holed up in the Gadsden Hotel
And shot all that money away
He tell apart in his underwear in the lobby
Crying for his sister
Who hadn’t been alive in years
Don’t ride him down
Don’t ride him down
Never seen the reason why to kick someone
Who’s so torn up inside
Whitey and me got on with a ranch
But the place folded and we never got paid
We ran into him outside of Winnemucca
When we were all down to moving hay
He broke down crying about what he’d done to us Said he carried it around like a growing weight
He had a tattoo on his hand that read
«I stole more than I ever gave»
He was drunk in the morning
Left us his watch, some drink-tokes
And then walked off the job and drifted away
Don’t ride him down
Don’t ride him down
Never seen the reason why to kick someone
Who’s so torn up inside
Don’t ride him down
His name don’t mean nothing now
Never seen the reason why to kick someone
Who’s so torn up inside