Текст песни All This Way for the Short Ride - Tom Russell, Paul Zarzyski, Andrew Hardin

All This Way for the Short Ride

Well the shute gate swings open\nHere we go again.\nThe desperate dance\nthe kick and the spin.\nDust rises from a cross-bred bull\nFire meets with pride.\nA man come a long way\nJust for the short ride.\nHis wife’s in the grandstand\nTrying to swallow the fear.\nThe little baby inside her\nWhose time’s drawing near.\nThe bull’s flying high now\nThen he falls to his side.\nTheir love’s come a long way\nJust for the short ride.\nTwo hearts in the darkness\nSing a blue lullabye.\nBeat the drum slowly\nFor a cowboy’s last ride.\nWhen the dust had all settled\nAnd the crowd’s disappeared.\nThe sirens still echo\nIn an unborn child’s ear.\nThe little boy’s due in April\nHe’ll have daddy’s blue eyes.\nHe’ll always remember\nHis father’s last ride.\nThey preached at the service\nFrom John 25.\nHow Christ came a long way\nJust for the short ride.\nBeat the drum slowly\nFor a cowboy’s last ride.\nWell the shute gate swings open\nHere we go again.