Story Behind The Song
Think of - Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.
Song Description
Setting in the Southwest. Getting too old for the life of crime, stealing, horses, guns. Someone will eventually catch up to you and end it all.
| Song Length |
5:21 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Folk - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Peaceful, Relaxed |
Subject |
Prairie, Plains, Money |
| Similar Artists |
New Riders of the Purple Sage |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1970 - 1979 |
| |
Lyrics
Broken Rider, on the burning trail.
I will bring you down, come desert or jail.
Shade is never, till it comes too late.
Trading gold for stones, that carry no weight.
One last run, horse and my gun.
One last run, for it's done, it's done, it's done...
One last run, horse and my gun.
One last run, for it's done, it's done, it's done...
Stagger one step, take all of your time.
Don't you come closer now, will yours soon be mine.
No more quicker, than days long ago.
What time is there left, what time will you go.
One last run, horse and my gun.
One last run, for it's done, it's done, it's done...
Fool and his money, forsaken they say.
You know the story, they all end this way.
Big dreams a-plenty, gold fillings and all.
Broken and dusty, those diamonds will fall.
One last run, horse and my gun.
One last run, for it's done, it's done, it's done...