Nov 12, 2020

Hang them high
or haul them down low
I ain’t got no time
for the low down crawl
I’m doing 20
the noose did not fall
the sheriff wants to see me
do the low down crawl
well I ain’t going to crawl

If you don’t love me
when I break the chains
you might have to hang me
after the winter and the rains
I ain’t begging
no sheriff with no name
to let me go free and ride again well I’ll ride again
I ain’t afraid, to ride out alone
You give me some lead I’ve got a Roam

I had to Wanderlust
I’ve done some wrong
the hurt keeps me feeling
And the road keeps me strong
I ain’t crying or two badly shamed
its a miracle I’m living
high on the range
I’m high on the range

Most of the time
I feel I don’t belong
so I sent you this letter
in the form of a song
Ill ride through the dusk into the dawn
it’s the Lord that I trust
you know
I won’t be long
I won’t be long
I ain’t afraid to ride out alone
I’ve lived my life with barely a home

No I ain’t afraid
To ride out alone
You know I’ve lived my life with barely a home
But I ain’t afraid to ride out alone