Songtext von The Goodnight-Loving

Ridin' against the wind in east New Mexico His skin is dry and worn as the Texas plains He's headed where the air is thinand the cold blue northers blow Up throw the raton pass but he'll have to beat the early snow. The winter of '64 was a great many years ago When a young man went away for the rebel cause And he was branded by the war and the only life he'd know Was lookin' over his shoulder saddle bound and layin' low. Now there's a man on the Goodnight-Loving Like too many other men out on the trail Who found the hard way when the pushing comes to shoving He'd go six feet under before he'd go to jail. Now there's a place just north of here where they say the outlaws go Where a man can leave his name and past behind And every now and then you'll hear he's gone the way of the buffalo And that he finally made the pass but he didn't beat the early snow. Now there's a man on the Goodnight-Loving Like too many other men out on the trail Who found the hard way when the pushing comes to shoving He'd go six feet under before he'd go to jail. He'd go six feet under before he'd go to jail...