Night Rider’s Lament - Nanci Griffith

Night Rider's Lament - Nanci Griffith
While I was out a-riding
The graveyard shift midnight till dawn
The moon was as bright as a reading light
For a letter from an old friend back home
And He asked me
Why do you ride for your money
Why do you rope for short pay
You ain't getting nowhere
And you're losing your share
Oh You must've gone crazy out there
He said last night I ran into Jenny
They married and have a good life
Oh you sure missed the track when you never came back
She made the perfect professional's wife
He asked me
Why do you ride for your money
Why do you rope for short pay
You ain't getting nowhere
And you're losing your share
Oh You must've gone crazy out there
They've never seen the northern lights
Never seen a hawk on the wing
Never seen the spring hit the Great Divide
Oh they never heard old Camp Cookie sing
Now I read up the last of my letter
And tore off the stamp for Black Jim
Little Dougie rode up to relieve me
He just looked at my letter and grinned
And He asked me
Why do they ride for their money
Why do they rope for short pay
They ain't getting nowhere
And they're losing their share
Oh they must've crazy out there
They've never seen the northern lights
They Never seen a hawk on the wing
They Never seen the spring hit the Great Divide
And they never heard old Camp Cookie sing